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"
I
should
have
tried
to
save
you
,
"
I
whisper
.
She
shakes
her
head
.
Does
this
mean
we
were
right
to
stand
by
?
That
she
has
forgiven
me
?
"
No
,
it
was
wrong
,
"
I
say
.
She
taps
her
lips
with
her
fingers
then
points
to
my
chest
.
I
think
she
means
that
I
would
just
have
ended
up
an
Avox
,
too
.
Probably
would
have
.
An
Avox
or
dead
.
I
spend
the
next
hour
helping
the
redheaded
girl
clean
the
room
.
When
all
the
garbage
has
been
dropped
down
a
disposal
and
the
food
cleaned
away
,
she
turns
down
my
bed
.
I
crawl
in
between
the
sheets
like
a
five-year-old
and
let
her
tuck
me
in
.
Then
she
goes
.
I
want
her
to
stay
until
I
fall
asleep
.
To
be
there
when
I
wake
up
.
I
want
the
protection
of
this
girl
,
even
though
she
never
had
mine
.
In
the
morning
,
it
's
not
the
girl
but
my
prep
team
who
are
hanging
over
me
.
My
lessons
with
Effie
and
Haymitch
are
over
.
This
day
belongs
to
Cinna
.
He
's
my
last
hope
.
Maybe
he
can
make
me
look
so
wonderful
,
no
one
will
care
what
comes
out
of
my
mouth
.
The
team
works
on
me
until
late
afternoon
,
turning
my
skin
to
glowing
satin
,
stenciling
patterns
on
my
arms
,
painting
flame
designs
on
my
twenty
perfect
nails
.
Then
Venia
goes
to
work
on
my
hair
,
weaving
strands
of
red
into
a
pattern
that
begins
at
my
left
ear
,
wraps
around
my
head
,
and
then
falls
in
one
braid
down
my
right
shoulder
.
They
erase
my
face
with
a
layer
of
pale
makeup
and
draw
my
features
back
out
.
Huge
dark
eyes
,
full
red
lips
,
lashes
that
throw
off
bits
of
light
when
I
blink
.
Finally
,
they
cover
my
entire
body
in
a
powder
that
makes
me
shimmer
in
gold
dust
.
Then
Cinna
enters
with
what
I
assume
is
my
dress
,
but
I
ca
n't
really
see
it
because
it
's
covered
.
"
Close
your
eyes
,
"
he
orders
.
I
can
feel
the
silken
inside
as
they
slip
it
down
over
my
naked
body
,
then
the
weight
.
It
must
be
forty
pounds
.
I
clutch
Octavia
's
hand
as
I
blindly
step
into
my
shoes
,
glad
to
find
they
are
at
least
two
inches
lower
than
the
pair
Effie
had
me
practice
in
.
There
's
some
adjusting
and
fidgeting
.
