“Oh, Lucy Gray, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry about all of this.” “It’s not your fault,” she said. “You must hate me. You should. I would hate me,” he said. “I don’t hate you. The Hunger Games weren’t your idea,” she replied. “But I’m participating in them. I’m helping them happen!” His head dropped in shame. “I should be like Sejanus and at least try to quit.” “No, don’t! Please don’t. Don’t leave me to go through this alone!” She
