Mr Mellark/Mrs Everdeen/Mr Everdeen.
You don’t want to marry me, do you? I see the way you look at him. I’ve tried to turn a blind eye but…I can’t get in the way of your happiness like that. But you know, don’t you; if you marry him, your parents won’t speak to you again. You’ll have to live in the Seam. You’ll lose everything.
Peeta, how come I never know when you’re having a nightmare?
“They’re not in District Twelve?” I repeat. As if saying it will somehow fend off the truth.