Peeta looks me dead in the eye. "I want them, Katniss. I want them so bad." I can see the desperation in his eyes. I know that I really want them too. Yet something still holds me back, like a clawed hand pulling me away from my future.
"I don't know Peeta. Not yet anyway." He turns away from me, eyes brimming with tears. "Peeta... I'm sorry, I really am." He takes a big breath before telling me,"Don't worry, Katniss. It's your choice, not mine." I glance at the ground. When I look back up, he is gone.
I wake up to the sound of birds chirping and wind whistling through the open window. I pull on some clothes and head outside. It is a glorious day. The sun reflects off the stained glass windows, creating rainbows on the ground. In the distance, I can hear children playing and laughing. I realise just how much I want some of my own.
Just as I am thinking that, Peeta emerges from the house. "Hey, Baby." He says. "How are you?" " I'm fine." I tell him. "But Peeta, I was thinking about what you said last night and...." Peeta's eyes light up as I say, "It's time."
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Under The Willow Tree (PAUSED)
FanfictionA Hunger Games Fanfic about Katniss and Peeta after the war, their daughter, Willow, and her struggles with growing up.
