There is going to be one more part of this, from Aidra's point of view. It will take place during Mockingjay.
Aidra crossed her arms firmly across her stomach. She glared at the victors from 12, particularly the girl, who were avoiding any sort of eye contact. Aidra had been invited by Cato's father to stand on the stage during the Victory Tour, because he knew how close she'd been to him. She knew she was supposed to act happy for the victors, but she glared.
Under her shirt, she could feel the handle of the knife that was hidden in her belt... One quick movement and the girl would be dead. They could do what they wanted with Aidra; she no longer cared. Just knowing that justice had been satisfied would bring her peace.
All too soon, though, the pair from 12 were being ushered inside the Justice Building, and the stage was being cleared. Aidra dragged her feet back home, where she collapsed on her bed and stared at the one thing hanging on her wall: the sword Cato had used in the arena. The one that was supposed to kill Katniss Everdeen.
I'll get her, Aidra vowed silently. I'll kill that girl for you, Cato.