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“You love me. Real or not real?”
“Real.”

Slowly, as I would with a wounded animal, my hand stretches out and brushes a wave of hair from his forehead. He freezes at my touch, but doesn't recoil. So I continue to gently smooth back his hair. It's the first time I have voluntarily touched him since the last arena.
"You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real?"
"Real," I answer.
"Because that's what you and I do. Protect each other"

But more words tumble out. "You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces."
Then I dive into my tent before I do something stupid
like cry.

“Your favourite colour…it’s green?”
“That’s right.And yours is orange”
"Orange?" He seems unconvinced.
"Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset,at least, that's what you told me once?"
"Oh." He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. "Thank you?

“I must have loved you a lot”
“You did.” My voice catches and I pretend to cough

"Panem et Circenses translates into Bread and Circuses. The writer was saying that in return for full bellies and entertainment, his people had given up their political responsibilities and therefore their power?
I think about the Capitol. The excess of food. And the ultimate entertainment. The Hunger Games. "So that's what the districts are for. To provide the bread and circuses."

“I cover my face with my arms because this isn’t happening. It isn’t possible. For someone to make Peeta forget he loves me… no one could do that.”

My bbys

I am broken.
Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he's there, holding me and patting my back. "It's OK. It'll be OK, sweetheart."
"I can't do this any more," I say.
"I know," he says.

Mi asa de mila de peeta efectiv imi dau lacrimile

“I had a friend who went that year,” sais my mother quietly. “Mayslee Donner. Her parents owned the sweetshop. They gave me her songbird afterwards. A canary”
Prim and I exchange a look. Its the first timewe ve ever heard of Mayslee Donner. Maybe because my mother knew we would want to know how she died

,, I can almost hear Haymitch groaning as I team up either this wispy child” little does she know…

“What do you know of sacrifice?”

Kamran casually slung an arm ober the back of Alizeh’s chair,and she felt the heat of his hand settle atop her shoulder.
Alizeh straightened in alarm.
‘’Take care Kamran’” said Hazan in warning. “She is not your wife yet.”

"I will say this once, angel, for I feel you should be warned.
No man alive has ever loved a woman the way that I love you, and I would rather die, damned as I am, than disgrace us both with the pitiful, unrequited performance of my heart.”

bby…🥺 ,,Cyrus had in fact grown so accustomed to torture that he’d begun to fear the quiet”

MA PIS PE MN ALIZEH
,, I'm grateful not only for your assistance and your discretion, but also for the inspiration delivered by your colorful conversations today!"
"In fact, you've inspired me just now,mere minutes in your presence and you've already broadened my imagination. Should you ever speak to my friend in such an insulting manner again, I will be encouraged to throw a plate at your throat."

Mi frica

Daca ii mai intrerup multi cand au love confession o sa rup cartea bro
,,Take my eyes. Take my hands. Take the breath from my body. Strip the skin from my bones. Were i able to offer you my soul I would, I’d tear it from my flesh this moment and give it to you”- Cyrus

M o suparat cyrus ft tare ca nu i vrut sa poarte hainele facute de alizeh
Nu pot si ei macar in ziua nuntii sa fie lasati in pace de kamran is ibless???!!!

Mi frica

Ba ma pis pe mn i o refuzat proposal u
Also o fost cea mai penala chestie

Doamne ce idiot incapabil ii Kamran, cum sa o impuste pe alizeh
Once again, love hazan
,,Be certain of one thing,if she doesn’t survive this, you will know the full breadth of my rage. I’ll rip out every bone in your body before i take off your fucking head.”
Fascinated by this absurd exchange, between a crown prince and his lesser, Cyrus almost smiled

Cyrus ma face sa plang
Nu vreau sa ajunga kamran in tulan ca simt ca o sa mearga downhill grav si doar o sa ma enerveze

Capitolu 29…
Tahereh just rip my heart out, wouldn’t you

"Cyrus," she said. "You're frightening me."
"Don't be atraid of me, angel. I won't hurt you. I'll never hurt you.”

"Listen, I know you're very tired," she said nervously. "But I need your help, sleepy boy. Can you do something for me?"
"Anything."