Before Finnick Odair had the opportunity to change the entire trajectory of his life with a decision he would eventually come to regret, Finnick himself could argue that he had plenty of things to live for, the main one being you since you both have been together for Panem knows how long.

However, like everyone else who volunteered for the games, Finnick was naive, and that naivety became his biggest downfall once he realized he got more than what he bargained for upon getting victor of the 65th annual Hunger Games. Slowly but surely, Finnick transitioned into a Capitol darling the second he turned sixteen, which inevitably started to take a toll on him since he would always have to find some way to explain why he came back home to you with marks plastered all over his body every night.

Of course, it wouldn’t be long until you found out the true reason behind his late night appearances, but instead of directing your anger at him, you directed it towards the Capitol, as they were the reason Finnick was being forced to do these things in the first place. Furthermore, your distaste for the Capitol had reached a new peak when you deliberately began to go out of your way to interfere with Finnick’s clients, which didn’t exactly play well with President Snow.

By the next morning, you were gone, arrested by peacekeepers for treason and taken away, much to Finnick’s dismay. You were never to be seen again, nor until years later when Finnick recognized you as an avox during the midst of the 74th Annual Hunger Games. For your safety, Finnick never made an attempt to acknowledge you until he was certain nobody was watching.

“I thought I’d never see you again.” Finnick whispered, hesitating slightly before embracing you in a tight hue with tears falling from his cheeks. “I’m sorry that they did this to you.” He said. “It’s all my fault.”