[Though her eyes follow his nod to the baby girl in her arms, her head immediately snaps upward at the comment. There's no mistaking that familiar scowl that crosses her face for anything but what it is: misplaced anger at herself. Anger that's easier to take out on someone else.
He had wanted her. Wanted the little girl more than Katniss had. And yet, she had found reasons to keep putting it off. Marriage had been easy to agree to. So easy. There had never really been any question that she'd be living the rest of her life with Peeta Mellark. But a child? A child was something else entirely.]
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He had wanted her. Wanted the little girl more than Katniss had. And yet, she had found reasons to keep putting it off. Marriage had been easy to agree to. So easy. There had never really been any question that she'd be living the rest of her life with Peeta Mellark. But a child? A child was something else entirely.]