Chapter 7-Forgive and forget
I loosen my grip on Prim and see her tear-ridden face give a weak half-smile. My black dress is ruined. My makeup is all over. Someone softly knocks at the dark mahogany door. "May I come in?" a familiar voice cautiously whispered , as if a silvering mouse was hovering outside the room, hoping not to be see, to hide away in the shadows, to be forgotten by the monsters lurking on the other side of the door. I straighten the hem of my dress, wipe away the mascara that stains my face and take a deep breath. "Yes Mr Flickerman."
Prim ran behind me as the door slowly swung open to reveal Caesar Flickerman in a stunning black suit, his eyes swimming in worry. "I-I must say, Mrs Everdeen, that was quite a performance you made today," he said shakily, obviously trying (and failing) to ease the tension.
"I'm SO sorry! I know I shouldn't have said what I said, but I was panicking and stressing and I could see how scared Prim was a-and I snapped and I know that's no excuse bu"
"Please, Mrs Everdeen, calm down. I-I also came to apologise." He sat on the end of the couch and continued, "Last night, I started asking some impeccably rude, personal questions. I had no right, and by doing this I insulted you and your daughters. For this I am deeply sorry, as I did not mean nor want to hurt either of you." Oh god, his eyes were so beautiful. Blue. A true blue. Brighter than any star. The key to his soul. The key to my heart.
"I hope that we will be able to move past this, forget everything that has happened, and start anew." He continued, "However, if you don't want to, I will fully support your decision and I will leave you alone." He finished, his silky voice, a shadow of a whisper.
"I forgive you Caesar. And I hope you'll repay the favour."
"What's is there to forgive?" he smiled.