She can tolerate so many things, can take so much abuse and not bat an eye at it, but she can't handle this, can't take the idea that she'll always be competing with some District prostitute for attention. That she'll never know where she stands. That she can't trust Jason on even a basic level, because he can't resist doing the one thing that would hurt her most.

"Jason," she manages to wheeze out, then chokes and her vision goes black, and she's not breathing at all anymore because she can't, her entire body feels like a toothpaste tube that's been crumpled until it's empty.

Her heart palpates and she trembles and there's a terrible moment where she's sure this is how she dies, and then she gets air back in and it feels like a wrecking ball slamming into her chest.