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chapter fifty-eight
the downfall
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JORDANNA SIGHED AS she glanced in the mirror of the spare room, her eyes glued to where Cami's corpse lay. No one had moved her yet. She was lying there, dead, underneath a sheet. Discarded.
"We really need to move her body," Jordanna voiced softly, turning around to lean against the vanity as she stared at Naomi, who stood by the bed, looking down at Cami.
When she gave no response, Jordanna sighed but left it. She met Klaus' eye from the other side of the room, but he gave a mere shrug in answer. They both knew to tread lightly, but at some point, something had to be done. They couldn't just leave her there, it wouldn't be right.
Jordanna turned, continuing to clean the room ⸻ after Cami had passed on, Naomi had a moment. She near enough smashed up everything in the room, and she got it, she understood her. Jordanna's feelings towards Cami's passing didn't hold a candle to Naomi's, but, she still felt this feeling in her gut ⸻ she couldn't put her finger on it, exactly, maybe it was devastation or maybe it was guilt, guilt that they could've done more for her, that Jordanna could've done more.
Instead of being the spiteful, insecure bitch that she was towards Camille, she could've helped her ⸻ helped her through her transition, though, it wasn't Jordanna's responsibility, she had to remind herself.
Just then, footfalls were heard and Klaus and Jordanna craned their heads towards the doorway, watching as Hayley made her way into the room, an old, large book held in hand. They were thankful for the intrusion because the tense atmosphere was beginning to become too much.
It felt like someone had died- wait.
"You've got it?" Klaus questioned, unfolding the arms that were crossed over his chest as he went to reach for the book, only for Naomi to rise from her seat and snatch it out of Hayley's grip.
Hayley's face dropped lightly before she nodded, "Jack wrote down everything your father told him about the ancient werewolves. I've read it. I don't think there's anything in there that's gonna help us kill Lucien, though."
