The charme of roses {𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑂𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑟}

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   𒊹︎︎︎꧁꧂𒊹︎︎︎

𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃.
She had seen her mother die of cancer and her father had passed away a month after his wife's death, leaving the eldest Pascot with the responsibility of caring for the three siblings.

Amalia Pascot loved her brother and sisters so much; Hope, Elias and Rose were all she had and she raised them to the best of her ability.
She was twenty years old and lucky for her she had never been drawn as a tribute in the Hunger Games.
She had lost friends, and no one other than Oliver Miller had won the game in District Five.

For Elias and Rose would be the first time, they had just turned thirteen and today was the day of the Reaping .
Amalia hoped with all her heart that everything would go well that year too, that none of her siblings would be extracted and that they could go back to their usual lives, without incidents.

-"come on Elias you have to get up or we'll be late" - said Hope entering her younger brother's room and shaking him to wake him up.
- "I don't want to" - Elias said like a capricious child.

-"Amalia is waiting for us in the kitchen, she has prepared your favorite breakfast, and after we have  breakfast we will go there to prepare for the Reaping" - said Hope, putting in the closet an Elias shirt that he had left on the chair.

-" and if I get chosen or if Rose is chosen?"- Elias said looking at her scared as he sat up on the bed.
-" none of us will be chosen Elias, tomorrow we will all go back to doing our things, without worrying about anything, together" - said Hope smiling at her brother.
- "now go to Amalia, I'll wake Rose up and don't worry" - said Hope and went out of the room to go to the one the three girls shared.

They weren't rich, they had a small property and Amalia worked twelve hours a day to be able to feed all four of them.
Soon Hope would be helping too, but she had to wait for her eighteenth birthday but since she would be seventeen in only three weeks or so, she still had some time.

-"Rose let's go, breakfast is ready" - said Hope stroking her thirteen year old sister's hair.

She and Elias were twins, but they didn't look much alike, at least physically, but temperamentally they were the same: inseparable and where one went the other went too.

Rose was mute, she had never spoken and everyone understood why.
Hope had raised some money a few years earlier by selling what she could find in the woods such as: aromatic or healing herbs and some wood. She had found a woman who would teach her sign language and she would teach her sister.

-"come on sleepyhead, or Elias will eat all the breakfast" - said Hope and finally Rose got up.

She smiled innocently at her older sister, but Hope saw the fear in her eyes, she didn't want to be a tribute to the Hunger Games.
Hope knew there was Little possibility  of her brother and sister being drawn, but the possibility was still there.
She was so scared, she didn't want to die or see her brothers die and for this reason she would also offer herself as a tribute.