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(I don't even know if this chapter contains smut or not but just to be safe...SMUT warning!)

Word of advice: This chapter is going to be a wild ride, so don't forget to put on your seatbelts! *wink*

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𝕋𝕨𝕠 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕗 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕠,
sᴛᴇғᴀɴ's ᴘᴏᴠ 

'Throughout my long life, I've only felt jealous of my brother once. The day he had arrived at my engagement party with Katherine in his arms. I remember feeling disappointed with them, my father, my betrothed and even myself. But even then, I hadn't felt this profound and lingering sadness I feel today. The fear of losing her has me on edge. I know it in my bones that I'm wrong. I shouldn't be feeling this way. She's my best friend and now, she's going to marry my brother. I have to be strong. I have to see her as a sister, love her as nothing more than a friend but I fear it's too late now. I have fallen for her and it scares me. I love Elena. I love her with all of my heart but...Rose. She's taking her place so quickly that I can't do anything about it. I knew my life wouldn't be the same the moment I met her.

She's so beautiful and entrancing, everything I loved in Katherine but more. When I'm with her, I don't have to keep up with anyone's expectations or hide my true self. With her, I'm Stefan. Not the ripper or the Saint. Just Stefan. Maybe that's why I feel so drawn to her because I'm free in her presence. She connotes peace and comfort like an ever-warming ray of sunshine on a cold winter day. I don't even know how I put up with her constant teasings. Every time her lips turn into that beautiful smile she gives me, I wonder how her lips would feel against mine or when she touches me, teasing me with light strokes of her fingertips, I imagine what her small hands would feel like on my skin. Oh, what I would give for her to touch me! Even her scent is intoxicating. Just like her name, she smells of fresh roses and lilacs, the kind that used to grow in my mother's garden when Damon and I were younger. She feels like home, reminding me of when times were different, better. When I'm with her, the last 164 years don't seem to matter. The only thing that does matter is her.

I have to tell her. I have to get it off my chest or I'll never be able to rest. The only thing I regret is that I'll never get to know how it feels to be loved by Rose.'

I placed down the pen in my hands, closing my diary before picking up my phone from the table. I called her number, smiling as her picture displayed on my phone's screen. "Hey Stefie, miss me already?" She asked from the other side, making me smile.

"You? Meh," I replied, trying to keep up our usual playfulness.

"Rude," She stated. I could hear the other girls chuckle while she scolded them.

"I was wondering if you could meet me...I wanna talk to you about something," I told her, looking out of the window to see Damon leaving in his car.