Hey guys this is my first Hunger Games fic! I hope you will enjoy it.
This is the full summary (dang this character limit!):
Before Katniss Everdeen, there was Celeste Tait, just another girl who was sent into the Games with the boy she had loved. Love was the weakness she overcame to become victor but Katniss' selfless and wiling sacrifice in the arena 16 years later sends Celeste spiraling to come to inner terms with her own horrific past as a tribute of the 63rd Annual Hunger Games.
Note: This fic will switch off between the past (16 years ago, aka the 63rd Annual Hunger Games) and the present (after Katniss and Peeta's victory at the 74th.) Takes place during Catching Fire
"I'm scared."
"Don't be."
She looked over at him and found the immediate warmth and comfort in his hazel eyes that she needed.
"Your name's in there way too many times for me not to feel worried. Even if it was only in there once I'd still feel uneasy."
"Not going to happen. I'm not going to leave you."
"How do you know for sure?"
He spoke without hesitation. "Trust me. The odds may not be in my favor or even your favor, but I know we'll always be together."
They sat next together on top of that oak tree branch, watching in silence the Peacekeepers that were setting up for the Reaping event.
The sudden touch of his hand directed her attention to him once again.
Casey gripped her hand, small in his own, tightly.
"You and me."
"You and me," she echoed.
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