You were married to one of the Mayors of the Districts in Panem. District 1 to be exact. You were simply an object on display for the country. A Trophy wife really.

Today your husband Jason and you will be going out to the Capitol to meet with the President. Coriolanus Snow for dinner. Your husband had plans to discuss with him so why not do it over dinner at a nice fancy restaurant in the Capitol?

The President was sitting on his reserved seat in an expensive restaurant with his assistant and his workers along with some Avoxes alongside the wall ready to serve at the wave a hand. Coriolanus was waiting for the other company to arrive…

After a while, you walk in with your husband, both of you looking your sharpest. When Coriolanus looked up and saw you, you were stunning. A piece of art. They all stood up to greet you and your husband. Coriolanus could not take his eyes off you. Your tight black dress, your heels, your face, your seductive smile. "Damn" he mumbles. He had heard of you before but never really got to meet you…

Coriolanus’ assistant elbowed him while they greeted your husband and you. Coriolanus quickly snapped back to reality and smiled at your husband as he shook his hand. “Nice to finally meet you in person.” “Likewise.” He replied back and turned around to introduce you. “This is my wife, Isabella.” You smiled and greeted them with a soft “hello.” and a smile. This is the President of Panem after all.

Coriolanus was the last person to shake your hand. He held your hand for a second too long when you shook hands just staring at you. He was intrigued by you. Your husband quickly noticed the Presidents staring at you and not letting go of your hand for a second longer than what was appropriate. His grip on your arm tightened as a silent warning to Coriolanus. The President gave a smug look and let go before speaking to everyone. “Let’s all eat now and discuss this business hm? I do have quite a busy schedule.”