"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 selfish, but i like that about you" "𝐁𝐞 careful if i didn't know any better i'd think you cared about me"
"𝐈 will find out what you're hiding 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒍𝒚𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒕"
𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭, Bonnie Bennett's older si...
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𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 Historical Society tea party and Damon was not looking forward to it. There stood Brooklyn in the mirror, adjusting the pearls around her neck as she stared at herself contemplating if she was too underdressed.
Her argyle sweater with black sleeves that matched her pleated skirt, draped over the white polo shirt that she tried so hard to get to sit right. The drill of her white socks made the platform Mary James stand out a little more than she would have liked but they were already running late and it was her third outfit change.
"You look beautiful, but we really have to leave," Damon said, kissing her cheek as they made eye contact in the mirror. The last few days, the couple had been spending so much time together, but they knew that they would have to go back to living separate lives eventually.
"Okay, let's go before I change my mind," she said, grabbing her small purse and heading out of the room.
After Damon got sidetracked, Alaric's presence being the main reason, the two finally left for the party hand in hand.
"I have been at this house far too many times for my liking," Brooklyn whispered to Damon as they walked through the door of the Lockwood Mansion.
"Elijah Smith is the name he is going by," he said, changing the subject completely.
"Elijah is here?" the girl asked, her voice slightly raised as she stared at the man.
"I didn't think you'd come if I told you," he replied, as he lowered his head.
"You're right, I wouldn't have," she cut him off, walking ahead of him into the main area.
"Jenna, hey," Brooklyn sighed in relief when she saw the woman.
"I see you did give him a chance,"
"Yeah, inflated his ego too," she laughed, never making eye contact with the man.
"I can see that," Jenna laughed, looking at the smirk on Damon's face as he stared at Brooklyn.
Damon motioned for the witch to come to him, which she reluctantly did when she saw Carol Lockwood was with Elijah. Wrapping his arm around her waist, the vampire walked towards the two with a smile on his face.
