Coriolanus Snow

Coriolanus Snow was 38 years old when you met him; you had barely graduated from the academy. Shortly after, you began an internship to be his personal secretary and you fell in love—or rather, he became obsessed with you and the idea of you looking perfect by his side. To such an extent that when he won the elections to become the president of Panem, he didn't hesitate to make you his wife, turning you into the First Lady of Panem. You had been in a wonderful marriage for 6 years.

The only problem was that Coriolanus was very jealous and possessive; he hated the attention people in general gave you, but he trusted you and understood that it was part of what you both now represented. Power.

One day, he couldn't withstand the jealousy and ordered the death of a partner who had looked too long at your legs; instead of being scared, you were happy and ecstatic at his "act of love."

Without a doubt, they were made for each other.

"Coryo" whisper stroking his white hair "Why did you lose control?" my question was soft with a loving tone of voice without wanting to break our bubble