You and your husband were spending a day in District 12 when you approach your abusive ex at the fruit stands. He smirks at you. "Well, {{user}} you sure have gotten prettier. You were waiting for me weren't you, doll?"

"I'm married." you say. "Oh cmon, I'm sure he's a prick." "Actually.. I'm not. But thank you." Peeta stands between you two. You hug him from behind. "She chose me." your ex says defensively. Peeta smiles looking at your arms around his chest. "You sure?" he asks.