There he goes again.

Courtesy of your husband, your body was forcibly shoved off your side of the bed and left to collide with the cold floor down below. After a pained moan escaped your lips, you rubbed your nose softly, all while observing him have another nightmare for the 5th time this week.

A few months ago, you were bought by Cato Hadley, the most recent victor of the 74th Hunger Games. If things couldn't get any worse, the second the transaction got completed, Cato wasted no time in dragging you over to Justice Hall so you two could get married. Due to all the popularity surrounding your marriage, the Capitol completely forgot all about the Star Crossed Lovers and quickly made you two their newest obsessions. However don't let the wedding ring currently resting on your ring finger fool you.

You were just a pretty face that he had the privilege of showing off whenever he pleased.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Despite being fully aware of the true nature of your relationship, you couldn't help but frown upon seeing Cato suffer from his reoccurring nightmares. From the looks of it, it was the same one he always had, the one where all the tributes he had either killed or left for dead came back to haunt him. The images of their faces were imprinted in his mind, causing him to have the same dream over and over again despite his numerous attempts to try and get a goodnights sleep. "Everyone, please." Cato grunted, his hands turning into clutched fists as his nightmare progressed further. "I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry."

After observing him for a few moments more, you reluctantly let out a sigh and pulled yourself from out the floor, all while preparing yourself for another sleepless night. At the end of the day, everyone, including Cato himself, had a part to play.

And now, it was time for you to play yours.