โ„‚๐•™๐•’๐•ก๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿœ

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" ๐ผ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘›๐‘Ž ๐‘๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘›, ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘”๐‘œ. "
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"๐ผ๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘"

"๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›, ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐ผ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘›'๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™ ๐ผ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข, ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘™ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ผ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’. ๐ธ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘“๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘“๐‘’. ๐ผ๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข. ๐ผ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘, ๐ผ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข"

I sit up straight as sweat runs down the sides of my face, my pulse racing as I swear my heart beats out of my chest.

I look around to see that I'm in my room at the capital. Not the arena. I rub my eye then my cheek, my cheek. I rush out of bed to the mirror. I look healthy. No cuts or bruises anywhere. My eyes are the same blue they always were, but something else lies in them. Like a part of me is missing. Hollow, saddened.

I can't stand to look at the girl before me as I turn and walk out of the bathroom. Looking by my bed side I see a waved pin. Gage.

I begin to feel overwhelmed emotions, sadness, hate at the capital. He's really gone isn't he.

~
Several hours later, the sun peaks in through the windows.

I still expect myself to wake up any moment. To have Gage yell through the door to get my ass awake. But he never does. He never shows.

A knock suddenly echos through my room as Mags walks in. My core hurts, I guess I really expected Gage to walk in.

"Goodmorning sweetheart"

I don't reply as I stare at the door, "how long has it been?"

She sighs, "only a day." She knows I'm referring to Gages death. As she watches me stare at the door she comes by and sits next to me. "I know. You expect him to be here any moment. I've been there. In fact even after 48 years I wait. For them to walk in. I can't say it'll ever go away my dear. "

Her words cause my eyes to tear up as I glance to where her eyes meet mine, "so then he is gone."

She gives me a saddening face and nods slowly

This causes my tears to flow upon my cheeks. "I need some time alone please"

I get out as mags respects my request and makes her way out grudgingly.

Once alone I lay in my bed. The capitals bed and as I close my eyes flashbacks come back to me.

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"๐ผ- ๐ผ๐‘š ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ. ๐‘Œ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ. ๐ผ๐‘ก ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘’๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘’" ๐บ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘˜ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘”โ„Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘ 

๐ผ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’, "๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘–๐‘ . ๐ป๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ, โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘™๐‘“ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’. ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘”, ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘”๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”!"

๐บ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘’๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘๐‘˜๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ , โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘–๐‘› โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž.

"๐ท๐‘œ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘’?"

๐ป๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ , "๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘, ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’" โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ, "๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘š, โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘, ๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘’."

๐‘Š๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’.

"๐ผ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘ฆ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘‘ ๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘”." ๐‘– ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐ผ ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘’๐‘˜.

~~~>

Sighing I get up just as mags speaks through the door, "your stylists will be here soon. You have an interview in a couple hours." She stated as she leaves me with silence once more.

~

I bite my lip in pain as they tighten the corset around me. I swear this hurt more than a knife to my damn cheek.

Once my stylists are finished they once more look at me in awe, "darling we knew you'd win! Everyone was betting on it!"

I raised my eyebrow as another spoke up, "it's true everyone knew! Oh and the way you and Gage were. The love. My it must have been horrible to lose him." I swallow hard as I simply nod. They take that as a cue and leave.

I glance up at the mirror. I was beautiful. The dress was royal blue, a darker color than what they had me in. It was off the shoulders as well as long and silky. The V shape of the line resting on my developing breasts. The waist was embedded with diamonds which reminded me of Vince. The guy I'll never be able to thank, the guy who will live in my memories for years to come. Will I forever have this guilt.

My hair was glossy and laid perfectly in curls as they made two braids and connected them to make a crown. My makeup was light, only highlighting my perfect features.

I look at a woman who is still a child, a murderer, someone who is broken, and scarred. Have I become the very thing I thought I'd never be.

A piece of their ๐”พ๐•’๐•ž๐•–๐•ค.

A voice rings and echos throughout my thoughts, it's Gage. He repeats.

"๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘š ๐‘‰๐‘–๐‘, ๐‘†๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘”"

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