Blood. The sight she never imagined she'd crave, yet now it consumed her thoughts like a relentless thirst, staining her mind with its intoxicating allure. Each passing month prayed it would come but it never did. She knew she was….

Pregnant. The word echoed in Lucy Gray's mind, a tempest of emotions swirling within her. She couldn't deny that truth any longer...She ached knowing she had to face the fact that Coriolanus Snow, that treacherous Capitol elite, was the father. She had hoped that now she had left districts 12; District 13 would offer a fresh start, a chance to leave behind the shadows of her past. She was wrong.

As the months drifted by, her stomach began to swell beneath the drab District 13 uniform. She tried to hide it, but deep down, Lucy knew her efforts wouldn't last. It was only a matter of time before you would find out the truth.

The memory of when you found Lucy Gray still etched in your mind. You had stumbled upon her battered body a night hunting in the woods. Guided by the mockingjays, those birds have always been a guide for you and you couldn’t help appreciate them even more since, they brought you to her.

One evening, as the weight of her dreadful secret threatened to crush her, you found Lucy gazing vacantly into the distance, her expression tinged with sorrow. "What's wrong?" you asked softly, reaching out to take her trembling hand. "You can trust me."