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˚☾༄✰ what happens when ophelia,
the long lost daughter of elijah mikaelson,
falls for a certain snarky salva...
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OPHELIA WAS SITTING ANGRILY on the bed that Damon was currently laying at. After getting kidnapped by him, she swore that she would not speak a word to him until he apologized for what he attempted to do to her family.
As Ophelia was folding her arms across her chest, Damon stared at her back, smirking at what he was plotting of doing next.
"You know you have a pretty back," Damon said nonchalantly out of nowhere. Ophelia scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, wondering where that came from, and turned around to face the blue-eyed vampire.
"What?"
"I said you have a -"
"Yeah, I know what you said. I'm just shocked that you still think I will forgive you within the snap of my fingers. I'm still mad at you, Damon. For attempting to murder my family and for stabbing me behind the back for Elena."
Damon just kept quiet as he tried to muster up an explanation. He knew he messed up, but Damon being Damon wouldn't own up to his mistakes just like that. Even if it was for Ophelia.
Ophelia scoffed and went to the other side of the room, trying to get as far away from Damon as possible. Then soon enough, Ophelia decided it was best to leave the hotel room to get some fresh air. As the girl walked through the entire hotel, she let out a long and frustrated sigh.
"Well, I sure hope that sigh wasn't for me." Ophelia whipped her head around to see Kol leaning on the railing with his signature smirk on his face.
"Uncle Kol," Ophelia said, relieved to see someone that she knew would go behind her back. She smiled and ran towards her uncle giving him a love-filled hug. "How did you find me?'
"I have my ways, darling. Anyways, would you like to meet an old friend from our family? Her name is Mary."
Not wanting to be around Damon or the Gilbert's, Ophelia nodded her head in agreement and followed Kol to his car so they can talk to Mary Porter.
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Ophelia closed the door to Kol's car as she stared in the house in front of her. The food was rotted, black, and quite frankly, messy.
"Now Ophelia, this lady we are about to see, she can be a little...bloodthirsty, so if she tries to do anything, let me know and I'll rip her head off." She nodded slowly, still a little unsure of what was about to come at her once she goes into the house.
