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Chicago, the city of winds.
Of all the places I've ever been, Chicago was a place where I had a lot of amazing memories.
As the car passed through the streets, nostalgia surged through my body.
I've been here, mostly when I was 13, I came along with my parents, Mom had some friends here.
It was where I made amazing memories with my parents.
Tours, cinema, parks, shopping... so many memories that make my heart warm.
I remember my favorite place, one I plan to visit.
I actually came here more often, sometimes with my parents and once with Damon.
As I waited for us to get to I don't know where, I played with a little red ball between my fingers thinking about the last time I was here.
Klaus paid a chauffeur to drive and I didn't sleep much, I didn't talk much either, I think the two are finding it strange, normally I'm the one who talks the most.
I sigh and pick up my grimoire, I was bored, so I started doing spells, it's been a few days since I did.
replicare quod vides in altero. Allows the individual who spells the spell to be able to reproduce an opponent's abilities.
"What are you doing little wolf?" Klaus asks next to me, I was in the middle seat, between Klaus and Stefan.
I look at him in surprise, we haven't talked much since we woke up, I spent the night with him, we talked, we laughed and slept, nothing else happened.
Not funny.
When I woke up, I was almost on top of him, inside the warm grip of his arms.
"Creating spell" I say and go back to filling that spell page in my spellbook, thinking of format of runes to link with the spell.
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ETERNALLY MARKED ♤●♤ Klaus Mikaelson (BEING RESTRICTED)
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