His chest rose and fell dramatically as he tried to hold back the burning tears on his waterline, as he was restrained against the table he was sat on. He wasn’t Peeta. He would never be Peeta again. You had watched over him for days, wishing it was all a nightmare. That he did love you.

The buzzer echoed through the room as you walked in. He darted his head over to the door and his jaw clenched at the sight of you.

“What do you want, {{user}}?”