



Memories of Rue
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"Grudge? Why hold a grudge? Would it make sense? I mean... She tried to protect me until the end, I don't think it's worth holding a grudge." "Sadness? Yes, something like sadness for not being able to continue by your side, even though I knew I was going to die." "Disagreement? Of course, who would understand what it was like to participate in the Games?" "Wasps? I start to think Is it all because of the genetically modified wasps? "Happiness?" What are Rue's memories of her last hours of life?
Synopsis
"Grudge?
Why hold a grudge? Would it make sense?
I mean... She tried to protect me until the end, I don't think it's worth holding a grudge."
"Sadness?
Yes, something like sadness for not being able to continue by your side, even though I knew I was going to die."
"Disagreement?
Of course, who would understand what it was like to participate in the Games?"
"Wasps?
I start to think Is it all because of the genetically modified wasps?
"Happiness?"
What are Rue's memories of her last hours of life?
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