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Just like any other tribute, Clove had a life before she was reaped. Her father was a rich doctor and sometimes traveled to the Capitol to help with the most recent medical advances. One day, she got home and nobody was there. She saw that her father left her a message saying to go directly to the hospital. She arrived to see a woman in her mid forties sprawled out on an operating table, covered in blood and bruises. Next to her was a crying boy. Clove recognized him, but couldn’t handle staring at the gruesome scene for another moment. She ran out. Later, she found out that the boy was named Cato. Cato’s mother was the injured patient. Cato’s family was not as wealthy as Clove’s. Cato’s mother was out helping transport some of the finest stone. Suddenly, in the heat of the hot August day, she blacked out. The stone collapsed on top of her, breaking 3 of her ribs, one arm and causing severe bruising. She was in the hospital for 5 days, and Cato never left her side. One day Clove decided to introduce herself. Many of her friends called Cato “cute” but she never thought much of him. Not until their eyes met. From that moment on they were inseparable. He loved her and she loved him. When the reaping came and Clove’s name was called Cato’s heart stopped. He knew that he had to save her. When the boy tribute was called and declined, he fought ferociously with hundreds of other boys to win the spot of male tribute. Throughout the games, he never took his eyes off her. They kept the relationship to themselves, fearing they would come off as weak. In the arena they were always side by side… until the day Clove went after the backpack and the feast. As Thresh bashed her head in, she let out one final trembling scream, calling for Cato. He arrived, only minutes to late. He took her hand and never let go, not until the hovercraft arrived. From that moment on he lost all hope. All he planned to do in these games were win it for Clove so they could go back and be together. Then, when only Peeta, Katniss and he were left, he showed his very own weakness. As he gripped Peeta’s neck, he saw Clove’s face. Clove’s beautiful, caring face. That is when he slowly and strategically slid his arm along Peeta’s back, revealing the skin under her protective suit, and positioned it perfectly for an arrow to penetrate it. The sooner he was dead, the sooner he would be with Clove.