Clove's POV:
I wake up surrounded by fluffy blankets. I spread my fingers out and feel around, till I realize I'm in a very comfortable bed. How is this possible? The last time I was asleep was on the ground with Cato. Cato. What happened? I closed my eyes and thought back to the games. I had woken up during the middle of the night, when I thought I heard a scratching sound.
"Cato?" I asked. I was snuggled up right next to him. His arms were wrapped around my waist. Ohhh, Cato…My eyes flipped open. What had happened to Cato?
Come on Clove. Use your common sense. If you're not in the arena any more… I WON! WE WON! The memories flooded into my mind. Cato and I running from the mutts, shooting fire girl in the heart with her own arrow (how ironic), and lover boy, throwing himself off the cornucopia to "save" his girl. Well that was a lost cause. Cato had saved his girl. I remembered Claudius Templus announcing we had won. I felt Cato's arms around me. The kiss. Oh, the kiss. It felt so magical. I knew I really loved him.