Visiting the Past

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On the way back to Peeta's house (I can't will myself to go into my house because of all the negative reminders of my past), I look from my new engagement ring to my new fiancée. All the way back, I fidget, and soon after, Peeta takes notice.

"What are you so anxious about, anyhow?"

"I just, I can't believe this is happening! All I've ever dreamed of is coming true! I'm going to have a future. A family..."

I start to cry as I remember that only half of my family is alive anymore. Since my father died in the mine and my sister... Prim. I miss her so much. I wish she were here to know about my engagement to Peeta.

When Peeta and I reach the end of the Meadow, I tell him to go on ahead of me.

"Are you sure you're okay, Katniss? I can stay with you if you want."

"No, I'm fine. I just need to... I need to talk to my sister. I'm sorry, Peeta. I need to do this alone."

Peeta leaves, but only to the point where the memorial stands for those who died in the bombing. I assume he wants to talk to his family as well. I forgot about his family. While I grieve over only having a mother left, I had forgotten that Peeta lost everyone.

Facing Prim's elaborate gravestone, I break down and tell her everything. I tell her about how sorry I am that she died in the Capitol, and how Peeta and I got engaged just now. But most importantly, I tell her about how I feel like a horrible person for forgetting about Peeta's losses. Thinking I had it bad when he lost his entire family when I had only lost dad and Prim. Obviously, I told her that I missed her very much, as I always do when I visit her, but I asked for her help to advise me through the consolation that Peeta needed.

Looking over at the memorial where Peeta was, I noticed that his body was shaking from his sobbing. I walked over to him, thinking about how I need to toughen up and learn how to console him better.

"Peeta? Are you okay?"

He turns around and wipes away his tears quickly to cover it up.

"Yeah, sorry. I just..." I stop his words with my lips, because I know of no other way to calm him down.

When I pull away, I wipe the remaining tears from his face and stare into his blue eyes that look like crystal blue pools that I want to dive into and swim in all day.

"Do you want to go home, Peeta?" I ask.

"Yeah, let's go home."

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