"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Finnick asked frantically as he untied the ropes around Vivian's arms and legs.
He held her close as he tried to calm himself down as well.
"I'm... fine..." Vivian stammered between coughs.
As they shared an intimate moment together, the onlookers stared at Finnick in shock and disbelief.
"Who pulled Vivian away from the railing just now?" "Is it Finnick?" "I thought his legs were injured?" "How was he able to stand up and run?"
The onlookers fell into a confused silence.
Vivian and Finnick noticed the strange silence around them as well. Noticing that everyone was staring at his supposedly injured legs, Vivian began to worry for him. "Finnick, your legs..."
"It's fine, don't worry," Finnick said quietly. "No need to worry about me."
Vivian could feel her heart filling up with warmth, but a look at the streets below was made it go cold again.
Even though Ashley had been the source of her suffering over the years and even tried to kill her just moments ago, Vivian was devastated by her death nonetheless.
She recalled how Ashley had looked down upon her all those years ago, clad in a frilly, sparkly dress like a princess.
Those memories remained fresh in her mind even after so many years, yet she could not bring herself to celebrate her despicable half-sister's
death.
Just seconds later, she went boneless in Finnick's arms, overwhelmed by grief and shock.
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