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'Livia Cardew would be perfect, he imagined the two of them, the president and his First Lady.'
Coriolanus Snow's path to presidency is clear and fast approaching as he turns 20, heir to the plinth fortune and the world at his finger tips. All he has to do now is choose a First Lady, and many are lining up, throwing themselves at the pretty young man at the image of living in luxury, all except one.
Snow made a promise to himself the day Lucy Gray Baird disappeared, that if he married it would be loveless, unable to manipulate his emotions and creep inside his heart.
He had always hated Livia Cardew, her dirty blonde hair that disguised itself as almost brown, her small face and pointed nose, her shrill laugh.
But Livia Cardew is not the same girl she was two years ago, she never was after the games. Turns out their marriage of convenience is going to be a little harder than Coriolanus thought.
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