Mungkin karena terlalu sering kepoin spoiler, jadi pas menjelang ending nggak merinding. 
 Tapi banyak adegan yang gemesin sih. 
 - On the final page, under the sketch of my mockingjay pin, Cinna written. I'm still betting on you 
 - "What are you worried about?" Haymitch asks him. "I'm the one who needs the bodyguard." 
 - Peeta's attempt to continue speaking. The camera knocked down to record the white tiled floor. The scuffle of boots. The impact of the blow that's inseparable from Peeta's cry of pain. 
 And his blood as it splatters the tiles. 
 The scream begins in my lower back and works its way up through my body only to jam in my throat. I am Avox mute, choking on my grief. Even if I could release the muscles in my neck, let the sound tear into space, would anyone notice it? 
 - Crazy Cat becomes a metaphor for my situation. 
 - I think back to the arena. How I sobbed when Finnick revived Peeta. The quizzical look on Finnick's face. The way he excused my behavior, blaming it on my pretend pregnancy. "That you what?" 
 "That I knew I'd misjudged you. That you do love him. I'm not saying in what way. Maybe you don't know yourself. But anyone paying attention could see how much you care about him," he says gently. 
 - Peeta. 
 Alive and well - maybe not well but alive and here. Away from Snow. Safe. Here. With me. In a minute I can touch him. See his smile. Hear his laugh. 
 - "Katniss, I know this whole thing with Peeta is terrible for you. But remember, Snow worked on him for weeks, and we've only had him for a few days. There's a chance that the old Peeta, the one who loves you, is still inside. Trying to get back to you. Don't give up on him." 
 - I've just reached the door when his voice stops me. "Katniss. I remember about the bread." 
 - Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway.