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꧁ 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 ꧂

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꧁ 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 ꧂

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RACE WAS LEANT AGAINST THE DOORFRAME, staring into kols new room as the man was busy unpacking a few things out of a box. She didn't know what to think of him. One one end, he did help them but another, he was just off. He did stalk her before they met, that alone makes her not like him. "So, I heard you and Nik have made it official." Kol says without even glancing at her for a moment. Grace was wary of the man, she knew he had intentions other than what he told them.

"What's it to you?" Grace asks and Kol chuckles as he turns around to face him.

"Can't I be happy for my own brother?" Kol questions and Grace only takes a few steps into the room, eyeing him closely.

"You know this whole act that you put on, I don't believe it." Grace admits as she sees the amusement in kols eyes appear.

"You don't?" He retorts as he raises an eyebrow at her. He chuckles as he steps closer to her, bending his head down to be on her level. "And what exactly is the part, you think I'm playing?" Kol asks her curiously and Grace just smirks back at him.

"Well, why would I tell you? Maybe I'll just wait for you to reveal yourself to Nik." Grace points out and Kol squints his eyes, clenching his jaw a bit.

"I'm just did what was best for my family, and yet you doubt my intentions." Kol replies as she doesn't back down, only taking yet another step towards him.

"Where's Rebekah?" She asks and she could tell he was a little taken aback which was what she wanted. But Kol only clears his throat, shrugging his shoulders.

"In Angela."

"Hm." Grace knew she didn't believe him but she wasn't going to say anything yet. Kol only smirks at her as he crosses his arms against his chest.

"Come on, you can have a truce with Marcel but not with me?" He asks as he raises an eyebrow at the blonde.

"I don't like you. I dislike Marcel, slightly less." Grace points out as she shrugs her shoulders. Kol let's out a gasp as he grabs his chest.

"I'm wounded." He states and Grace only rolls her eyes as she bites the inside of her cheek.

"Now, now. We don't need you two going at each other's throats while Finn is still around, do we?" Klaus asks them, causing them both to look over at him.  "Settling into your new accommodations?" He questions as he turns his attention to Kol.

"Well, id have preferred my old room. But seeing it's filled with a dusty nursery and a hybrid, thought it best not to complain." Kol explains as he looks around the room.

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