The following text has been extracted from one of my favourite books by Suzanne Collins. Possibly my favourite paragraph in any books I've read (top 3 for sure). SPOILER ALERT! DO NOT READ on if you haven't read the book and will be sometime in the future.
On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
So after, when he whispers," You love me. Real or not real?"
I tell him, "Real."
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