《Clato》chapter seven
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Clove carefully hopped off the chariot and waited. Brutus, Enobaria the stylists and Candice soon arrived.
"Ready to see where you sleep, tributes?" Candice asked.
Cato didn't answer, he looked over at the district twelve tributes. Their alcoholic mentor looked back at him.
"Sure, why not?" Clove answered, nudging Cato.
"Yeah" Cato said, whipping back around.
"Well, come along then!" Candice said as she walked off. Clove followed her to the elevator.
Cato walked with Candice, looking around a bit.
As the elevator rose, Clove felt a bit uneasy. It was only seconds before it stopped again though.
"Here we are tributes, floor two, same as your district!" Candice's voice as she announced it made it seem like it was the best news in the whole world.
Clove walked out of the elevator and into the large room.
Cato walked out and looked around; he wasn't too surprised or excited.
Clove liked the look of the new house, minus the colors. They seemed so bright in contrast to her mood.
"Here is your room, Clove." Candice announced, motioning to a door left of the entrance. Clove entered. She liked it.
"And here is your room, Cato." Candice motioned to a door right of the entrance.
* * *
"Thanks." Cato murmured and went in to get changed, shutting the door behind him tightly.
Clove looked at the clothes. She grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and a shirt and put them on. She waited in the room until there was a knock on the door.
"Dinner's ready" came Enobaria's voice into Clove's room.
Cato had dressed in a pair of jeans and a white shirt, he had had a shower. His blonde hair darkened from the water.
Clove walked out of the room. She saw Brutus go to Cato's room, and hurried out with Enobaria and got on the elevator.
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Cato threw the towel on the bed and sat down.
Clove entered the dining room and sat down next to Enobaria.
"Waiter!" Enobaria called.
The waiter came in a hurry.
"Start the meal now. The others will be here shortly and we are hungry."
Cato was summoned, so he came out, walking out into the dining area.
Clove looked up and saw Cato entering with Brutus, then looked down and continued eating.
Cato sat down and looked across at Clove.
Clove looked up, feeling his gaze.
Cato couldn't look away, he couldn't, it had been so long since he looked her directly in the eye.
Clove started to tear up again. She remembered looking into his eyes before she got reaped.
She mouthed the words "I love you."
Cato looked away a second, then back at her.
"I love you too." He mouthed back, reaching under the table and stroking her hand gently.
* * *
Clove smiled. He still loved her. She blew a kiss to him before continuing her meal. She didn't want the others finding out.
Kaiden entered with Cato's stylist and they sat down.
Cato pretended to not acknowledge her for the rest of dinner.
As soon as the meal finished Clove went back to her quarters, waiting for Cato to come back upstairs.
Cato stayed downstairs for another twenty minutes before heading up towards his room, before going there he dropped in on Clove. He knocked on the door lightly.
"It's me,"
"Come in!" Clove replied. It was so good to be talking again.
Cato opened the door quietly and poked his head in. "Hey."
Clove walked up to Cato and greeted him with a hug. It felt like forever since she'd been able to do this.
Cato wrapped his arms around her carefully.
"I'm sorry.. And I want to give you something.." He said and removed something from his pocket. A beautiful diamond ring. "Clove, if we make it out alive I want to marry you," he told her. "You're my life, and I'm sorry I acted like a jerk."
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