Annie's POV.

"No... No... NO!" I woke up screaming.

"Woah, are you okay? What happened?" Primrose swooped in the room and held my hand. She was always so kind to me. I guess its sympathy for the poor mental widow.

"Prim, he's dead. He's not coming back." I sobbed and crashed my face into her shoulder, sobbing horrendously. Primrose's arm rested on my back and her hand rubbed my spine.

"I know. But think about the baby, think about how proud of you he is. I know, where ever he is, he still loves you and he always will." Her being kind to me was making me cry harder. Finnick only died the night before, I didnt even cry when Coin told me.

"Annie, I'm afraid Finnick is dead." Her bony fingers and almond nails scratched my back and she dug those nails into me, promising that 'everything's okay.' But of course it wasn't. Nothing was okay. I was a pregnant widow. But I didn't cry. I didn't even swear and hit the wall. I just sat there, staring at the floor.

"Annie?" Primrose held my shoulders so I could see her face. "He's okay now. He's with Mags and Tarsi and-" she shut up when I clawed my bitten down nails into her back and cried until I threw up on her night gown.

"Annie, this isn't healthy for the baby, come on, lets go see a doctor." She slightly smiled and held my arm as she helped me up out of bed.

"Primrose, what am I going to do?" I mumbled as we shuffled out the door. She didn't reply.

"Oh, Annie." Doctor Aurelius said as soon as he saw me. "Don't worry about anything, you and the baby will be fine." He smiled as he patted my stomach with a noticeable bump. I was 3 months pregnant, only six to go. "Thank you, Primrose." He whispered then sent her back to her room.

"Hes dead." I clutched my stomach and cried as the doctor tried to examine me.