The howling of the wind seems to penetrate inside the room, banging the windows and the dark blue drapes that cover them.

On the bed of the dark room, a couple was resting, or rather, trying to do so, Finnick had his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling and playing lightly with the wedding ring on his finger, already knowing that the wife next to him would wake up soon.

Although storms in District 4, a District based on fishing due to its being surrounded by the sea, are quite common, Finnick knows that the wife next to him has always had a visceral fear of them.

When he hears the first whimpers at his side, even before his wife wakes up, Finnick turns on his side, a little in difficulty since he has not yet learned to use the prosthetic legs, he had lost his natural legs during that fight against the beasts in the Capitol sewers.

"Shhh love... I'm here, everything's okay..." Finnick whispers to his wife's ear, running his fingers gently over her back and holding her close to him with his arms wrapped around her waist.