Again, I am late when it comes to reading books. My sisters had been forcing me to read The Hunger Games since last year and I only got to reading it when I left for Victoria last week.
I finished the first book when I got back, so I was reading from in the bus from the moment I left Vancouver up till the time I arrived back. Of course, I wasn’t reading all the time. I only read when I was on the bus trip to the ferry terminals and while on the ferry on the way back. So I finished the book I think Thursday afternoon. As soon as I finished it, I went straight to Catching Fire which I finished the day after, and then Mockingjay, which again I finished the day after.
Up until now, I cannot get over the last words of Peeta before the Epilogue.
“You love me. Real or not real?”
I don’t know why I can’t get over it. Maybe because after all their trouble and all the things they had to go through, in the end, that’s the only thing that brought them back together.
Peetaaaaaaaa!!!!!