LJDIFSKFOIG IIM PSISING
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“My children, who don’t know they play on a graveyard. Peeta says it will be okay.We have each other. And the book. We can make them understand in a way that will make them braver”
What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
So after, when he whispers, You love me. Real or not real? I tell him, Real.