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.

asleep did she let her tears

stroked Larry’s back, Vivian cried and comforted herself at the same

up on

simply kneeled

not yet home. After waiting a while longer, she went back up the hill with Larry

still early in the morning, the paths on the hill were tough to walk on. Some

atop the hill was beautiful, but Vivian was in no

up the hill, Vivian was getting

know what

was to reach the peak as soon as possible so that she could find out what happened to Finnick and see if he

young, they

effort as he could, eventually allowing them to ascend the

was suddenly panicked the minute

see Finnick. The area no

avail. It was as

nowhere to

home, probably using

home for a

with Larry, but Finnick was still nowhere to

thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She searched the