When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Vivian had not seen a dead person when she was only five years old.

“Be good, little pumpkin. Don’t cry.” Looking at the state Larry was in, Vivian was broken-hearted.

Only Vivian knew how much she had endured during this period of time. Although she was not the person who was directly affected, they were all her loved ones.

She had seen how much pain they were in and did not have it easy either.

Often, a person would be more distressed by watching others in pain.

As she comforted Larry, Vivian stroked his back in hopes that her son would be able to forget this terrible memory. If Larry could not forget that scene, it would become his childhood trauma.

Vivian did not want Larry to have to deal with a childhood that he would always be afraid to remember. She wanted him to grow up well and in peace.

As she consoled Larry, Vivian slowly fell asleep beside her son.

Whatever happened that day was too much for her to handle.

She had been cooking for Finnick when she received the phone call in the middle of it and had to rush over. Like Larry, she had seen the corpses littering the floor.

She had also seen Samuel lying on the ground. Although she was devastated, she could not cry then.

Larry finally fell asleep did she let her tears

cried and comforted herself at

up on the hill,

kneeled

breakfast and noticed that Finnick was not yet home.

hill were tough to walk

hill was beautiful, but Vivian was in no mood

hill, Vivian was getting nervous the closer they got

what she

so that she could

since Larry was still young, they could not walk too

eventually allowing them to ascend the

the minute

not see Finnick. The area no longer had

searched around the area, but to no avail. It was as if he had just disappeared from the face of the

nowhere to be

gone home, probably using another

decided to head home for a look and

rushed home with Larry, but Finnick was still

stone unturned. She searched the kitchen, bedroom,