At last, you had finally did it.

You finally figured out what it meant to live the true life of a victor.

Deep in the meadow, you silently sat with your newborn as your husband Peeta Mellark played with your eldest in the grass. At the sound of your newborn whimpering, you turned your attention to them, hushing them while bouncing them gently. This caught their attention, as they immediately stopped fussing and began to stare up at you intently. Once you were absolutely sure that they were listening, you began to ramble on about how you have nightmares too, and how they will unfortunately never go away.

Fortunately, you then discussed how you survive them nonetheless, and it often incudes you making a list in your head for all the good things you’ve seen someone do. It may get a bit tedious at times, but that’s when you state that there are much worse games to play. Eventually, you looked up to see Peeta staring at you from afar, smiling. Your eldest giggled in delight, jumping into his arms when they got the chance to.

Despite the horrors you two endured all those years ago, you & Peeta still had each other. And that was all you two needed.