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𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞.
~•~•~•~My trip back to District 13 was pretty quiet. I didn't give Gale details about how it went while I was alone down there. I'm scared. This game between me and Snow is dangerous for everyone around us. The thing with the rose was a sign. A sign that whatever I do, he will always be one step ahead of me.
The only thing he failed to foresee was the destruction of the arena. And precisely because of this, now I will pay with the lives of my loved ones. With the life of my most important person.
After we got off the hovercraft, I headed straight for my room to avoid any questions about District 12. There, my best friend was eagerly waiting for me.
"Shall I ask how it went?" She asks as soon as I walk in.
"I'll tell you, I promise. But now I don't really feel like talking," I answer.
"You've been like this since you came back from the arena. I know that you are going through a lot right now and I understand that you don't feel like talking. But you know you can tell me anything, you have to know when you're ready to let me in again," Layla tells me. I sit on my bed which is opposite hers and look down at the ground.
I know what I'm doing to her is not fair. I don't let her near me like I used to and that probably hurts her. I understand very well what it's like to want to help someone important to you and they won't let you, and I know that right now I'm behaving the same way. But I can't talk about things related to Cato with her.
His mother was one thing, Layla is another. Celia shares my pain and can understand me completely. But if I tell Layla, that means I'll burden her with my problems, and I don't want that. I don't want another person to have to go through what I'm going through.
"I know, Layla. I'll tell you, just not now," I answer and look up at her.
"Okay," She says. "I'll wait for you as long as it takes." I know Layla is hurt right now but I really don't want to talk about that now. I'll tell her when I feel better or when the time is right.
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Me, Gale, and Layla are sitting together at dinner. Every day we have a schedule that we have to follow so that there can be order. We all have the same dinner together. I can't complain about the food, sure, it's not what it's like in the Capitol, but it's certainly better than the starvation in District 12.
However, I dare not eat anything this time. I have no appetite, not that I've had much this month in general, but now I feel like I'm going to throw up soon. Snow's rose put me at a loss. How am I supposed to get Cato back when the President knows my every move?
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