[She wonders for a moment if the man is speaking from experience. If he's loved someone here and lost them. Or lost someone at home in a much more permanent way.
At the very least, Peeta is safe. Away from her and safe. And alive. It's all she ever wanted for him. For him to live the life he so deserved.
But she's still doubtful. Doubtful that the pain will ever go away. Not when the nightmares are still so bad. When it feels as if there will never be any escape from them. And then...]
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At the very least, Peeta is safe. Away from her and safe. And alive. It's all she ever wanted for him. For him to live the life he so deserved.
But she's still doubtful. Doubtful that the pain will ever go away. Not when the nightmares are still so bad. When it feels as if there will never be any escape from them. And then...]
I don't like who I am.