Prolouge: The End

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"Prim. Prim!" Tears are streaming down my face as an explosion ends it all. Deep down, I know what has happened, but my heart is not willing to believe it. Not yet anyway. My Prim. My beautiful, kind Primrose Everdeen. Gone. Never to return. My mouth falls open in a scream of mercy, but there is nothing more to be heard.



A soft hand is placed upon my shoulder. Peeta. I slowly crawl backwards, but stop when I see his eyes. Full of love. All of a sudden, my arms are in his, and my breath beating upon his neck. He strokes my hair, telling me that everything will be OK. That we will get through it. But I'm not so sure. She was my whole life. The only thing I ever lived for. Suddenly, all I can hear is one word spiralling around my head. Was.

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