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꧁𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫꧂
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GRACE LETS OUT A SIGH AS SHE RUNS HER HANDS THROUGH HER HAIR. She was completely exhausted from everything that had been happening recently. She knew that being in New Orleans, choosing to stay would bring her into all of this supernatural crap. But she honestly didn't think it would her this big. Especially having both of Klaus' resurrected parents trying to kill him, along with one of his brothers. Esther says she didn't want to kill him, but putting him in a body and taking away his immortality was killing him essentially.
She felt a presence behind her making her narrow her eyes. Grace was currently in a hotel room since she needed rest and couldn't go back to the compound yet. She knew Elijah and Camille were both with Hope. Hayley was in the Bayou with Jackson. Hanna was out with her dad. Jenna said she was in the market and Klaus was too busy dealing with Finn.
Grace turns around as she heard footsteps, coming into eye contact with the one person she never wanted to have to talk to again. Her father. She lets out a scoff as she glared at the man standing in front of her. "God, you never learn, do you?" She asks him as he seriously had a death wish. There was no reason why he had to keep bothering her, other than he just loved doing it.
"You think some vague little threat is going to stop me?" Robert asks her as he walks towards her. Grace takes a step back before shaking her head.
"No. But it's nice to know that I'm your entire personality." Grace points out, he clearly didn't have a life of his own. Robert chuckles as he shrugs his shoulders.
"I just want to be involved in my daughter's life again." He tells her and grace bites the inside of her cheek, her fists clenching together.
"Don't you think I ran away for a reason?" She questions, raising an eyebrow at him. She clearly didn't run away just for the fun of it.
"I think you made a mistake." Robert admits and she couldn't help but laugh loudly as she hears him. He really was delusional.
"A mistake? Really?" Grace asks with a scoff as she narrows her eyes. "And was it a mistake when you put your hand on my thigh when I was only nine?" She asks, her voice wavering as she tried not to really think back on it. A sickening smirk broadens on her father's face.
"Even then, I knew how you would turn out." Robert says and she just let's out a breath, biting her tongue as she just wanted to punch him.
"How I would turn out.. and you don't think you had anything to do with it?" She questions curiously as she genuinely didn't know if her father saw himself as abusive, or was it all justified in his mind? "You abused me, for years. And you expected me to just take it for the rest of my life?" Grace asks him, shaking her head.
