AN: So this is just a short little oneshot about Katniss and Peeta's wedding day. Review if you can tell me exactly what it's talking about.
The girl in the white dress steps up the isle.
His face is cold, unforgiving.
His face is warm, joyful.
She's dying alone.
The metal slips through the bodice as she inches it up her back silently.
She never will.
He turns to her just as the knife is taken from one man's back and plunged into her own.
The last things she'll see are his sad smile, the other's crackling screams and tears.