"Don't you understand?" They were arguing about me. But then again, almost everyone did in District 13. What to do with her? Where should we put her? Why is she here? I didn't know myself. No, but this particular conversation interested me. "There's nothing to understand! We spent all this time trying to get her out of the Capitol and you just want to send her back in?" "Listen to me, that girl is Snow anymore. She isn't the girl you loved!" "You act like they completely switched out her brain." "You never know with the Capitol." "I don't care, I messed up with her once, and I'm not screwing it up again." "Don't you see? She's gone." Silence. They were right of course. I was gone. I was utterly and hopelessly gone. *** Sacrifice. Snow Pristeen knows it better than anyone. She threw herself into the Games for a girl she didn't know. She sacrificed her secrets for love. She sacrificed those she loved...but for what? With the future of Panem at her hands, Snow has to decide if she's willing to sacrifice everything for the chance to change. One problem. Snow...really isn't Snow anymore. She's someone new.

I lost her.. I really did lose her.. didn't I?

You may think you know me. To you, I might be District 2's Prodigy, or maybe I'm the Captiol's spoiled ambassador. But to most, I'm violent, blood thirsty, menacing, and murderous. My only hope to change all that is to volunteer for the games. My only goal is to save someone. Someone who needs to go back home to their family. Someone who their family needs. But who? It's a lot more complicated then it seems. Because you don't know who you can trust. But I'll give you a hint: Not me. Why? Because I may not be who you think I am.