Sunlight makes me wince and turn away from the window. Things are okay, I guess. Sunlight makes me sad, though. It reminds me too much of lazy Sundays with him, up in trees, laughing and running through endless fields of wildflowers. Peeta. Me. Us. Together. Could it really have only been two days Vor we were dreaming of a future together?
Tonight is the Opening Ceremony where the tributes ride through the City kreis in the Capitol on chariots, shown off to the world. It makes me nervous, thinking about who he will face against Weiter week, the stars sent to slaughter disguised as entertainment....