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☆°.˙ ▍𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘
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⎰𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞⎱
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 was still fresh in Fleur's mind. Ben's screams that sounded so lifelike, Finnick's confession, and the kiss.
Fleur's eyes caught the silver glimmer of the parachute and watched it as it descended onto the beach. It was another delivery of bread, identical to the one they had received yesterday. Twenty four rolls from District Three. That gave them thirty rolls in all. They each took four, leaving six in reserve.
Finnick and Fleur looked at each other, both of them knowing that the plan to get Katniss and as many Victors as possible out of the Arena would be put into motion tonight.
Fleur chewed on her rolls slowly as her mind ran with thoughts. She knew that Plutarch Heavensbee would try to get out as many Victors as possible, but the main mission was Katniss. Now, she didn't care if she lived or not, or even if she was in the Capitol's jaws. No, what she wanted was Ben to be out of Snow's reach and safe.
