Finnick POV:
It was yesterday that I had spoken to Katniss. Like the doctor said, Annie would sleep. A lot. I woke up to the sun rising through our large window. I looked over at Annie, who was sleeping on her back. I leaned over and kissed her forehead.
After I had gotten dressed I decided to make some breakfast for Annie and me, when she woke up. It had been about an hour and I had just finished breakfast when I heard a weak voice coming from the bedroom.
"Finnick?"
I got up and quickly walked to the room. "Coming," I called back.
She was still lying on her back but with here eyes opened this time. It hurt me to see her so pale and weak when she is usually strong and brave.
"Can I have some help?" Annie asked, trying to lift her head up off the pillow.
"Yes, of course," I walked over to her helped her get up by lifting her head up and then her back. After a minute of slow movement Annie was finally up and walking towards the bathroom. I would go heat up her breakfast but ever since she has had a baby inside her I couldn't leave her by herself.All of a sudden I heard the doorbell ring. I couldn't leave Annie by herself. But of course, she knew. "Go get it Finnick," Annie said from behind the closed door,"I'll be fine."
I decided to give up and walk towards the door as the doorbell rang one more time. I got to the door and opened it up, my eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight of outside. It was Mr. Hamnez, the personal "butler" for victor's village, in which we lived. "Mr. Odair I have a letter for you," Mr. Hamnez said, pulling out a neat envelope with a Capital seal holding the flap and base of it together. I took the letter from his gloved hand.
"Thank you Mr. Hamnez, have a delightful day!" I smiled. He nod slowly and I close the door.
It was definitely a capital letter. I could tell because of the dainty lettering on the envelope saying To Mr and Mrs. Odair.
Annie appeared at the frame of the bedroom. "Who was it?"
I looked up from the letter. "Mr. Hamnez."
"And what is that?" Annie asked, she was always asking questions.
"A letter," I responded warmly,"From the Capital."
Annie rolled her eyes,"What do they want? I thought that since the whole Hunger Games was over they would stop bothering us."
I nodded in response and sat down to open it after I heated up Annie's breakfast. Then I opened up the letter.........
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Sugar and Spice
FanfictionA sequel to Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins if Finnick Odair didn't die😭.