” Because I don’t want you forgetting how different our circumstances are. If you die, and I live, there’s no life for me back in District Twelve. You’re my whole life,” he says. ” I would never be happy again.” I start to object but he puts a finger to my lips. ” It’s different for you. I’m not saying it wouldn’t be hard. But there are other people who’d make your life worth living.”
- Peeta Mellark, Catching Fire
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