TIDAL

"You won't ever have to worry again. I won, I'll take care of us now."

Freya Odair needed to believe the words her eldest brother spoke when they reunited at the train station. At seven she had clung to them knowing that if Finnick said it was so, it had to be so.

Nothing prepared her nine years later to hear her name called out over the district. She could have been floating, carried away by the tides in her mind.

Nothing could have prepared her for death, blue eyed boys with muscles that rippled like the ocean, and the games Finnick swore to protect her from.