Katniss pov

"Katniss. Do you really not remember any of it? When we were kids? The wedding? Yes. I know we were kids but, do you really think I would stop loving you?"

Love. Love. Love.

That word repeats itself in my head over and over again.

Love, love, love…

I know I love him. But what kind of love is it? I will die for him but I'll die for prim to. Is it brother sister Love? Friend love? Like Gales? Or something more? Yes. I do remember we said we loved each other. But we were children. We didn't even know what love meant. Do I now? Nope. I have no idea. I realize Peeta is extremely handsome. Strong jaw, golden blonde hair, broad shouldered, tall -not as tall as Gale but still tall- and his beautiful blue eyes that are usually so soft, are cold at this moment.

What does it mean?

How do I think of him?

This is not a place or time to be thinking of this.

That's at home.

But I forgot.

I'm not going home. I already committed myself to Peeta. For his life. To repay him. To protect him. Because…

Because I love him.

But what kind?

What kind does he mean?

Finally Peeta's voice shatters my thoughts. "Well? Say something."

How? How can I? He's the one who's good with words. Not me.

"What do you want me to say?" I ask, not liking how vulnerable I sound.

Peeta's face softens and he lightly pads over to me.

"Katniss. I-i understand. But you had to know. I couldn't not tell you and then go into the games. That's why it's different. Because I love you."

I'm standing in place. Looking into his deep blue eyes. Then what he said got through my thick skull.

I turn hostile.

"And you don't think I love you?" I ask angrily.

Peeta's face flashes confusion, hope? And then sadness.

"You really are oblivious…" he says barely above a whisper. "Katniss it's that kin-"

"A-hem!"

We both spin around on our heels and see yet another crowd.

Effie and Haymitch.

"Well, sorry to interrupt your little confession here but we need to talk, and you're late for breakfast." Haymitch smirks at us before walking out-did I imagine the hint of pity in his eye?-of the bedroom door that apparently magically opened.

Did I not lock it?

"How much did you hear Effie?" Peeta asks quietly.

She rings her hands together nervously. "Well, I came to your room Peeta and you didn't answer, and so I came here-" she says looking between us two, "and heard arguing, so I came to get Haymitch. I told him let us not eavesdrop but he opened the door… you were talking about how you were gone for eight years and waited." she says looking at Peeta. Then her expression of nervousness is replaced by pure sadness. She crosses her hand over her heart. "You two are the most precious things in the world." then her expression changes yet again and she cheerfully bounces up. "Now! Off we go! We can't be late! Punctual. We must be punctual."

I give one last look at Peeta before I follow Effie out of my room.

I wish I hadn't.

His face is the saddest it's ever been.

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