Chapter 91

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(Katniss POV)
While eating breakfast I feel like I was going to throw up, but I could not stop eating. Because the team dug us out of thirteen, we now have more food options, and people going out to  catch fresh meat, and gather fresh fruits and vegetables. I had a huge bowl of blackberries, a big cup of camomile tea, a mountain of pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, and some milk. Peeta sits down next to me and says, "Today it would be great if we could do a few propos, and get some footage ready before battle," he says. "Oh, so you already heard the plan from Paylor," I question him. "Yup," he says, "but Katniss, I do need to speak to you privately, we walk out of the bunker, and we both take a seat on the first few steps of the staircase up to the floor above us. "Katniss," he starts taking his hand in mine, I hate how dramatic and awkward he's making things. He looks at my wedding ring and I can see it gives him the confidence to carry on speaking, "I was talking with Paylor the other day, before the bomb, she had some interesting news, when we were sleeping she has set up heart sensors to she can tell how many people are in a room at once, only a few days ago the door never opened, but instead of just you and I's heart beat, there were three," he pauses unable to to stop smiling, tears welling up in his eyes, but trying to be manly, he swallows them back, "Katniss, you're going to be a mother."

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