The threat of tears is immediate and overwhelming and her eyes burn with it because she doesn't deserve that. She knows she doesn't. She doesn't deserve his sympathy, not in this. Never for this.
"Please don't be sorry, John. Please don't." She surprised at how clear her voice is given what she's feeling. "I was part of the games. I helped to make them happen, I gave him those nightmares. Whatever I did for Haymitch -- or Peeta or Katniss, or any of them -- it could never have made up for that. But yes, I loved him. Maybe I still do. I don't know if I understood what that meant before, but I think what I feel for him is love."
She leans down and kisses John softly on the lips, seeing the dazed, drugged look in his eyes and knowing he won't be awake for much longer. "I don't think I have ever been a good person, John. But I think I've always tried to make things better. As much as I could. And that's what I can do for you now. I'll try and make this better."
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"Please don't be sorry, John. Please don't." She surprised at how clear her voice is given what she's feeling. "I was part of the games. I helped to make them happen, I gave him those nightmares. Whatever I did for Haymitch -- or Peeta or Katniss, or any of them -- it could never have made up for that. But yes, I loved him. Maybe I still do. I don't know if I understood what that meant before, but I think what I feel for him is love."
She leans down and kisses John softly on the lips, seeing the dazed, drugged look in his eyes and knowing he won't be awake for much longer. "I don't think I have ever been a good person, John. But I think I've always tried to make things better. As much as I could. And that's what I can do for you now. I'll try and make this better."