"I couldn't ever forget about you," Finnick murmured with distinct affection. He ran the pad of his thumb lightly over her cheek again as if trying to stave off any potential tears. He pressed his forehead gently against hers, closing up the distance between them.

"I leave every part of me that matters here with you, you understand?" he said quietly, as if he was sharing a secret with her. In a way, he was -- their most important secret. He had never loved anybody he'd slept with and had a very clear distinction between sex and emotion. But she had his heart, absolutely.