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Haymitch Abernathy fic ----- Sunrise on the reaping
Maren Rosewood was never supposed to belong to the Districts, especially not 12. Raised in the Capitol's light and torn into the dark when her father's betrayal destroyed everything she knew, she arrives in the poorest district with something most tributes don't have... training, pride, and a refusal to be reduced.
Haymitch Abernathy is the opposite of everything she represents. Born into 12, sharp edged and quietly observant, he knows the Games are not about strength alone, but survival, strategy and sacrifice.
When the Reaping forces them onto the same stage, something unexpected begins to form between them, understanding first, then trust, and something far more dangerous neither of them name.
But the Hunger Games don't care about connections. They only care about who is left standing.
And in the end, only one of them will survive.
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