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“We won,” Wooyoung murmurs, a consolation in a voice so gentle San thinks he could listen to him forever, but the words are their undoing.
No, San thinks. We lost.
They’ve lost more than they would have if they had died in the Games. It wouldn’t have been worth it, but the thud thud of Wooyoung’s racing heart makes San selfish.
How could I have let you die? How could I not have been selfish? Is it fair that I would kill a million tributes in that arena even if it destroyed me if it meant you’d be alive still, that you would survive?
Or, San and Wooyoung have won the Hunger Games, but dealing with the aftermath isn't easy. Then again, nothing has ever been easy for them, but at least they have each other.