When we finally went back to our room, I felt exhausted but happy. Peeta asked me as he kissed my cheek, "So, was it good day?" I beamed from ear to ear, "It was the best day! Thank you!" He wrapped his arms around my waist, "It's not only me who made it the best day." I shrugged, "But you make every day my best day." He grinned and I rested my head against his chest, "If only everyday could be like this," I murmured. He sighed, "Well, maybe if we make this much of an effort every day, it can be." I nodded, contemplating that.
We stood there for a while, just embracing each other, when I remember, "Oh! The envelope! I've been desperate to open it!" Peeta smiled, taking it out of his coat, "It's here…Do you want to read it?" I shook my head, "Can you read it to me, please?" He raised his eyebrows, "Me…?" I nodded and he sighed, opening it and pulling the contents out, "Ok…here it goes…" he said. Before he began to read, he startled, "It's from your sister! Are you sure…" I nodded, "You're so good at reading properly. Please?" I smiled at him encouragingly and he shook his head in disbelief and began to read:
Dear Katniss
I'm writing this letter because I've just found out you left to go and fight. I wouldn't have expected anything less of you. You are the strongest woman I know and I couldn't be prouder of you! You've come such a long way since you volunteered for me. I can't think of surviving the Hunger Games once, much less twice. You are my savior in every way and no amount of thanking you can tell you how much I truly appreciate it. You volunteering for me was the kindest, most brave and selfless thing a person could do and I love you with all of my heart for it, as terrified as I was that you were going to die.
That being said, I hope you make it out of all of this alive. If anyone deserves to live a long and happy life, it's you my brave sister. You've sacrificed so much for everyone else and I like to think that you will marry Peeta one day, live in a house with my little nieces or nephews…"At this point, Peeta paused and glanced up to look at me. He murmured, "Are you sure you don't…" I shook my head, "No! Please carry on!" I had been listening with rapt attention. Peeta swallowed and continued reading, "My only advice is: trust him, Katniss. I know right now he might not be stable, but I know, deep down beneath it all, he loves you more than any other person in the world. No-one could ever make you happier, and that's including Gale. Peeta has been willing to die for you so many times and I think that speaks wonders above anything he may ever say or do. He is kind, honest, and caring and brave, and he is the best person in the world to be my brother in law. I hope, that somewhere inside of you, you know this is the truth. Just do me a favor and look after him, even if you don't end up with him although I sincerely hope you do.
With regards to mom, look after her too, please. She's changed a lot in the time that we've been down here in 13, and I know you two don't always get along well, but I need you to do that if for whatever reason I'm not there to. She's lost so much and of course I will do my share if you don't survive, but I pray to God every day that you will! Please survive, Katniss, for all of us.
I hope we all make it out of this. I look forward to our future. I look forward to having a family again- a proper family. I love you, and I love Peeta too. Look after yourselves. With all of my love
Prim
xxx
By the end of this letter I was crying and Peeta was staring at the letter in wonder. He stood up from the bed where he had perched to read and he smiled at me as I choked out, "She couldn't have said it all any better. If I needed confirmation about who to marry, she had given it to me. I never doubted, but having her verify my gut instincts helped made me feel better and less hopeless about this whole situation.
Peeta pulled me onto the bed with him and held me in his arms until I stopped crying. He whispered in my ear, "She couldn't have given me a better present either." I laughed at that and kissed him forcefully. I whispered in his ear, "I love you Peeta. So much. And I'm not just saying that because of the letter." He beamed, "I love you, Katniss. More than you'll ever know." We kissed for what felt like forever and I whispered in his ear, "Peeta…I'm ready." He froze and stared at me with something more intense than love in his eyes before he whispered throatily, "Katniss…are…are you sure?" I nodded because I knew now more than ever how much I loved him. We kissed and loved and kissed until we fell asleep much later that morning.