if you want to break my cold, cold heart, just say, 'i loved you the way that you were.' if you want to tear my world apart, just say you've always wondered.
i saw then how i had changed. i did not mind anymore that i lost when we raced and i lost when we swam out to the rocks and i lost when we tossed spears or skipped stones. for who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty?
'convince me,' snow said. it seems, under that hot pink sky with peeta's life in limbo, i finally did. and in doing so, i gave him the weapon he needed to break me.
i know this story, i think. i heard peleus tell it, long ago, while achilles grinned at me from the shadows. there was no blood on his hands then, and no death sentence on his head. another life.