Dear Diary,It's been a while.
My last entry was the night before the wedding.I was ranting about how Damon dropped the whole "I'm taking the cure' thing on me.
Little did I know that was going to be the least of my problems.
Anyway, I'm back.
I've been back for three days now.Stefan moved into Caroline's on the second day of me being back.
After he caught me and Damon in the kitchen...I was petrified. Damon was hysterical.
I did try to convince Stefan to stay and reassure him that we wouldn't do it again. Seen as it is his house too and he shouldn't move out because of us.
But he was apparently planning on it for a while and wanted to be with Caroline alone anyway.
Damon was thrilled to be alone with me.
And to get all of Caroline's decorations out of the place. She had been at the boarding house every weekend. After working all week.Oh yeah. She's in live broadcasting now.
She's amazing at it!I'm so proud of her making a life for herself.
Me and Damon haven't had the 'cure' talk yet.
I've been putting it off.Honestly, I don't want to know.
Because if he's changed his mind I...I don't know.
But I'm going to talk to him today.
I have to.I place my diary back in its hiding place and walk into the en-suite. We both woke up, Damon went downstairs to make breakfast and I wrote in my diary.
But now I had to get ready because I was going out with Bonnie and Caroline. Caroline has been planning the wedding for days straight now.
We've all tried to tell her she has a year but she just panics even more when we say that and yells 'Exactly! Not enough time!'
She's making me and Bonnie go and look at dresses with her. Not to buy anything but to browse.
Im really excited to have some bonding time with my favourite girls. It's going to be fun.
I take off my pyjamas and step into the shower.
The hot water runs down my body as I shut the shower door.
Every time I use this shower I'm reminded of why I shower twice a day.There's millions of water spouts on every wall and thousands of buttons that do god knows what.
After my shower I walk back into the bedroom with my towel wrapped around me. I quickly looked through my clothes, chose an outfit and got changed.
I was wearing a blue tank top, denim shorts and some black converse. I put on my light, everyday makeup and threw my hair into a bun.
Once I was finally ready I left the room and walked down the stairs. Before I was even in the kitchen the strong smell of my favourite breakfast hit me like a wave.
I ran into the kitchen to see Damon dishing his best dish.
"Blueberry pancakes!" I exclaim and walk over to the table. "You're favourite." He smiles and puts my plate in front of me.
"Thank you." I say and start to pour maple syrup over them.
"I've only made them once in the past three years and that was with Bonnie because she forced me to show her how so she could make them for Enzo." He says as he takes his seat across from me.
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