In a Capitol that worships masks and monsters, Eleanor Crowe and Haymitch Abernathy stand side by side - two victors carved open by their Games, stitched together by shared ghosts.
She hides behind the Capitol's beloved Black Widow.
He drowns in a bottle to forget the blood he can't wash off.
But in the shadows between trains, chariots, and death sentences, they find something neither of them expected:
A hand to hold when the lights go out.
They aren't lovers (yet).
They aren't saviors.
They're just two broken victors trying to keep their tributes alive,
and finding, somewhere along the way,
that the only thing stronger than the Capitol's cruelty
is the way they quietly choose each other.
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The Hunger Games 1st book & movie
Haymitch Abernathy x OC
The events of Sunrise On The Reaping are mentioned at times, but there is no Lenore Dove in this. I love her, but I can't imagine a world where Haymitch would love someone else, so she doesn't exist in this story!