Chapter 11

I know it's taken forever, but I've been really busy.

I remember.

I remember the woods, Clove, Cato, the horrible things I've done to people. That I've had done to me. I remember why I chose Peeta over Gale.

Gale is full of fire, and I have enough of that. Peeta is softness, hope, my dandelion in the spring. I need him as much as he needs me.

Gale has returned to District Two, where I heard he got engaged to a pretty blond. Good for him, I mean, that he got over me. Didn't stay hung up on me for long.

The burden of knowing how many people died of my actions is unbearable. But Peeta is there to help me through it, every day and night. When he has his flashbacks, I'm there to help him through it.

Life is good.

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