It's Cato's voice that really pulls her away from the journal. She hears him and violently crosses out her last sentence. The journal is shut, and Clove gets up, abandoning it entirely. She'll worry about the rest in the morning. She can't take these people any more. She needs to be able to think -- to breathe.
She wants to run. Leave the apartment and get out into the fresh, cold air and run until she can't take it any more. Until her lungs hurt and her eyes won't stay open.
Instead, she goes back into the bedroom. Exhausted but far from sleep, trying to smile when she wants to cry. Too many people who don't understand. One broken alliance.]
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It's Cato's voice that really pulls her away from the journal. She hears him and violently crosses out her last sentence. The journal is shut, and Clove gets up, abandoning it entirely. She'll worry about the rest in the morning. She can't take these people any more. She needs to be able to think -- to breathe.
She wants to run. Leave the apartment and get out into the fresh, cold air and run until she can't take it any more. Until her lungs hurt and her eyes won't stay open.
Instead, she goes back into the bedroom. Exhausted but far from sleep, trying to smile when she wants to cry. Too many people who don't understand. One broken alliance.]
Hey. Just got up for a bit.