Want A Sugar Cube?- Finnick

The Heat Of The Bread Burned Into My Skin, But I Clutched It Tighter, Clinging To Life.

Stay With Me. Always.

Once I'm On My Feet I Realize Escape Might Not Be So Easy.

This Perplexing, Good Natured Boy Who Can Spin Out Lies So Convincingly To Be Hopelessly In Love With Me ... And I Admit It There Are Moments When He Makes Me Believe It Myself.

I Press My Ear Against His Chest, To The Spot Where I Always Rest My Head, Where I Know I Will Hear The Strong And Steady Beat Of His Heart. Instead, I Find Silence.