Shame.

I knew it.  In this way, Peeta’s not hard to predict.  While I was wallowing around on the floor of that cellar, thinking only of myself, he was here, thinking of me.  Shame isn’t a strong enough word for what I feel.

~Catching Fire by: Suzanne Collins

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