“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 okay. It'll be okay, sweetheart.’ He sits me on a length of broken marble pillar and keeps an arm around me while I sob.”
— May 07, 2026 10:16AM
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