Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
❝say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair❞
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"FROM THIS DAY FORWARD, IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH. For richer or poorer. I promise to love and cherish you each day," Annie vowed as they stood in front of the entirety of District 13. Isla was sitting in the front on Annie's side, and Lexa was doing the same on Finnick's side because they had been appointed Maid of Honor and Best Man, but neither of them wanted to stand in front of the crowd.
Lexa had to have surgery after the shooting, but everything went well, according to her doctors. They got the bullet out and patched her up, fixing any internal damage. She could now stand and walk around without it hurting too much. Katniss, on the other hand, had been completely fine for the most part. Isla was glad that they were all okay.
"I, Finnick Odair, take you, Annie Cresta, as my wife from this day forth," Finnick told the girl, and Isla allowed her eyes to drift across the aisle to see Lexa already watching her. They smiled at each other as they listened to his promises, knowing that even though they weren't the ones up there, they were promising the same thing. "Together or apart, we will always be united. One life, one purpose, one destiny."
"You may kiss the bride," the officiator informed him, and Finnick wasted no time before pulling his wife in for a kiss. The entire room erupted in claps, and Isla grinned at how happy they were. They deserved it after everything they had gone through.
