[Three years. She can't imagine being here three years. Just like she can't imagine loving someone that isn't Peeta Mellark. How could any boy, or man, ever compare to him? His stubborn refusal to let her die. That goodness that always drew others to him. And that amazing will he had not only to survive, but to remain true to himself despite all the odds. Not to let them change him, even when Snow just about succeeded at that.
She doesn't think that it's the wrong advice. If anything, it's the words that she thinks she wants to hear. That Peeta's worth waiting for. Worth fighting to get back to.]
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She doesn't think that it's the wrong advice. If anything, it's the words that she thinks she wants to hear. That Peeta's worth waiting for. Worth fighting to get back to.]
How long has she been gone?