I hold the poisonous berries in my hand, raising to my lips, knowing that we will die soon and my torture will finally end after all this time. I look around me and see some of the most skilled and nicest people. Im not sad, i wouldn't change this ending for anything. Wondering how i got here..

this is a sequel fanfiction of the hunger games trilogy. this is set in Willow Primrose Mellark-Everdeen's perspective who is Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark's child along with Rye Finnick Mellark-Everdeen. This may not make much sense with the backstory but Willow was born 2 years after the war ended instead of 15. Finnick and Annie's son; Pheonix O'dair also makes an appearance in this story. Hope you read/ enjoy reading :) btw: Willow is 14 and Rye is 11 ig: @evrdeensedits