Dear Suzanne,
You put me through a lot. I mean, really? Let's list it all out, starting with The Hunger Games:
Cato cuts my leg.
Katniss breaks my heart.
Catching Fire:
I run into the force field, and Finnick (may he rest in peace) has to resuscitate me.
I get captured by the Capitol
Mockingjay:
I get hijacked by the Capitol
I nearly kill the love of my life
I'm at the point of asking my love to kill me
I get burnt in the final battle scene
Wow. Eight huge encounters that ripped me apart, physically and mentally.
No wonder people think I'm a wimp (and I do make cakes, after all. Couldn't you have given me a hobby that would've boosted my self-esteem somehow?))!
The only way I can forgive you for all my heart-wrenching experiences is the fact that you let me end up with Katniss. Thank you so much. I don't know how I can repay you. I love that we love each other despite our flaws.
Thank you,
Peeta