She'd lived her whole life in 12. Her father was a merchant and her mother worked so she'd lived a better, richer, life than most. She'd been well cared for and fed.
Then her best friend had been chosen for the Games. She knew that he'd gone in with his crush – she'd known all about his obsession with Katniss.
Then the Peacekeepers had been replaced and the fences rebuilt until home became more like a prison.
But she'd lived a better life than most. She just couldn't quite remind herself of that fact.
Not while she watched her District burn.