"I told you we should have rescued the boy first." Meaning Peeta. I couldn’t agree more. He would’ve been an excellent mouthpiece. And who did they fish out of the arena instead? Me, who won’t cooperate.

Petrified, I lunge for him, but I’m caught and thrust back into another room, and a glass door seals between us. I pound on the glass, screaming my head off.

And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.

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"And did you love me?" he asks.

I keep my eyes on the tiled floor. "Everyone says I did. Everyone says that’s why Snow had you tortured. To break me.

"That’s not an answer," he tells me. "I don’t know what to think when they show me some of the tapes. In that first arena, it looked like you tried to kill me with those tracker jackers."

"I was trying to kill all of you," I say. "You had me treed."

"Later, there’s a lot of kissing. Didn’t seem very genuine on your part. Did you like kissing me?" he asks.

"Sometimes," I admit. “You know people are watching us now?”

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