He meant everything to her. Three years later and she'd still do anything to keep him safe, sacrifice everything to protect him- even if that meant keeping him at an arm's length.
She was the one person who truly knew him. The one person he'd choos...
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Things were different. There was no other way to say it. Instead of having Lily, Finnick, and Rhett eat breakfast with him, Sawyer now had Finnick, Peia, and Kai. Annie was there too, sitting on his left side while his two children and Finnick sat across from him. Lily was no doubt sleeping again. One of them would always bring breakfast to her after they were done though.
Sawyer eyed the people sitting around him, swallowing down the lump in his throat. If anything, he wished his eldest could be with them. He hadn't really had a chance to grieve yet with everything that had happened with Lily and Kai. They needed him, which trumped whatever grief was coursing through his veins.
His family came first. They always would.
He took a bite of his oatmeal, letting his water wash down the blandness of it. As he set his cup back down on the table, his gaze lifted to his daughter. She was picking at her food, but she'd eaten almost half of it, plus the fruit that had been on her tray. Finnick had stolen maybe a thousand glances at her to likely do the same thing as Sawyer.
His gaze shifted over to his son, eyes falling down to his untouched food. Kai had his chin propped up in his palm, elbow on the table as he swirled his food around with his spoon. He'd hardly eaten anything, his fruit also untouched.
"How're you liking District 13?" Annie voiced, breaking the silence that had settled.
Peia lifted her head, locking onto the redhead's gaze. "It's fine. It's different, but it's fine. It's safe."
Finnick wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pressing a kiss to the top of her head as Annie continued. "It's not District 4 by any means, but it's kind of nice once you get used to things."
"Yeah. I guess so." Peia responded, not saying much more. She still didn't know what to think of Coin and her entire rebellion she was running down here. Something was off, but she didn't care enough to find out.
"It'd be nicer if they had alcohol here." Kai mumbled, eyes still on his breakfast.
All heads turned to him, especially Sawyer's. His brow knit together, a form of shock crossing his face. Of all the things that could've been said this early in the morning, he hadn't been expecting that.
"What?" Kai questioned, lifting his head. "Don't look at me like that. I'm twenty." He reminded him.
"I didn't say anything." Sawyer promised, holding his hand up with a chuckle. His expression returned to normal as he glanced back down at his son's tray. "You should eat though; regain your strength."
"I'm not very hungry." He expressed.
"Well, you've hardly touched your food. You need to eat, get your—"
