[She watches how easy the question is to answer for him. Peeta never had that luxury. Not really, not until that masquerade when she came out and said she loved him without even realizing the words she had spoken until after. And that had only been what? A few measly weeks before he had been sent home.
She feels horrible. Guilty. He'd never remember. He might never know how much she loves him, not ever again.]
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She feels horrible. Guilty. He'd never remember. He might never know how much she loves him, not ever again.]
You're lucky.