He had survived the arena, not once but twice. He had lived through heartbreak and agony and put on a brave face for the crowds. He had done this for her and how did she repay him?
Lies. Running a hand through his hair making it stand on end, he let out a grunt of frustration. There were a million things running through his head and for the first time, Peeta gave them a voice.
"How could you do this me?" He gasped, agitation seeping into his tone. "It wasn't your secret to protect, Katniss. It affected me too."
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Lies. Running a hand through his hair making it stand on end, he let out a grunt of frustration. There were a million things running through his head and for the first time, Peeta gave them a voice.
"How could you do this me?" He gasped, agitation seeping into his tone. "It wasn't your secret to protect, Katniss. It affected me too."