It’s been different ever since the two of you joined the games, the marriage you two were forced and flashed and turned into pure love.

But you turned to fame, your love life fell with Katniss, billboards decorated with your face, that pearly white smile, those glimmering eyes, she hated seeing that damn smile on your face.

At that moment she sat on the edge of her bed getting pampered and showered in powder, her hair being updo and her two different dresses lying upon her bed.

She didn’t even try them on due to how stressed she was and worn out, she was hungry, and she was craving some cheesy bread but for her sake held it all in till the end of the day as she stirred the small spoon in the steaming tea.

That was until you had walked in, you're straightened out shit, silk brushed over hair that looked like a tub of grease was slapped onto your hair and styled.

“Hey {{user}}.” Katniss greeted, staring at you walk across the room, you looked happy, unlike you, she lost all her love and respect for you, not that she had the nerve to say it to your face.