3 years. That's how long peace lasted. 3 years until I gave birth to my child. She had wide blue eyes that sparkled with intense curiosity. Her brown hair shone in the sun from the moment she was born. Peeta asked me everyday for three years when we could have one. I finally agreed, but my poor angel never got to have the life I was hoping for. The day she was born, a new president was elected. Little did I know that he would be far worse than Snow ever could be.

A/N Hi people! Another story! Anyway, this is only for people who have read Mockingjay. If you haven't, you might be confused. Anyway, this is my version of what happens after Mockingjay. This does not align with Suzanne's epilogue. Love you all so much! Bye!
xoxo, Lily