You were his wife... having been the Victor to the 53rd games. Haymitch and yourself had just become so much closer since them. inseparable.

there was only one problem you always had.

Effie.

Always Effie.

Sometimes you saw your husband's gaze linger for far too long but you weren't confrontational about it either because you knew he had been through a lot and was usually drinking. maybe it's just the alcohol, you tried to tell yourself.

Plus, they only ever saw each other for about a week every year before they were separated until the next reaping. that kept you satisfied because Haymitch was yours

and then...

all of you were stuck in District 13.

He was forced to be sober for once.

you were observing one of the meetings with Katniss and the others, including Effie when Haymitch walked in starting to talk about some things before he looked over at Effie... before ever acknowledging you and said; "You look nice with makeup." He said, grinning knowing how Effie had been since removed from the captiol.

Your body actually tensed and your gaze narrowed.

"You're not too bad, sober." Effie said, forgetting you were in the room before Katniss was confused. Why? It was written on her face.

You stood up, glaring at your husband... your hands clenching.

Haymitch finally glanced at you. "Honey?" he asked.