The Miracle Child [Damon Salvatore's Daughter]

Chapter 44

                      Next Morning.                  
Tiana Pov.
       I woke up to a slight movement next to me in the bed. I opened my eyes to the most handsome smile.
      "Good morning, Love."Klaus said smiling laying next to me

       "Good morning" I said back. I insteadly looked over to the crib and the twins are gone. I was starting to panic and rush out the bed, but he stopped me.

       "They're fine. They're downstairs with their aunties. I wanted to take you somewhere today." Klaus said calmly.

      "Where?" I asked

      "It's a surprise." He answered

On the streets of New Orleans

     "So what's the surprise?" I asked

   "This is the surprise. The streets of New Orleans, my home," Klaus explained,  " you showed me your home, now I can show you mine."

     We walked down the street and you heard music as well as laughter. Also saw artists and little markets. But what caught my eye was a painting an artist was working on.

       "It's beautiful." I said

    "Absolutely, and it's not even done yet. Just imagine when's finished." Klaus added

     "The detail."I said as I watched the man paint.

    "The emotion. A women's beauty can be shown in multiple ways, but here, it's her courage, strength, you can see it all here." Klaus explained while looking between me and the painting.

     "It's funny, that she's all suited in  armer fighting with a face filled with courage and there's no a ounce of fear in her eyes and I'm in the same position and that's all I feel. Fear." I said looking at him

    "Yes, she might be brave, but we all have fears. Fear is something that the strongest people still struggle with. But with fear there comes a fight in ourselves that we don't live thoses fears." Klaus explained

      After that we continued our walk. Klaus gave me a personal tour of the city. And I can see why he loves it. These a sense of creativity and life here. These people looks as they've never seen or have to worry about the vamps in the dark. The people here are happy.
      In Mystic Falls it's like every is happy but they're still waiting to see if someone bad going to happen. It's like that dark cloud that just hovers over them. But some learns to keep living life because it's not all bad, but some are still waiting for the storm to come.

       That's how I felt today. Everything was great but I was still waiting for the storm to roll in.

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