𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗻

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˚。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。⋆༆ 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 ༆

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˚。⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚。⋆
༆ 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 ༆

The moment I woke up, something felt... off. It wasn't the usual comfort of Klaus beside me, his presence that made everything feel just a little bit better. I turned to the other side of the bed, but of course, he was gone. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, and reluctantly got ready for the day. I wasn't in the mood for the usual chaos, but I knew it was coming anyway.

I walked out of my room and nearly ran straight into Damon and Rebekah.

"Rebekah?!" I exclaimed, a little too surprised to hide the shock in my voice.

"Oh hey, special girl," she said with that signature smirk before pulling me into a hug.

I awkwardly patted her back, still not used to her sudden warmth, considering all the history between us.

"I assume you stayed the night here?" I asked, trying to keep it casual, though I wasn't sure if I was more concerned about her or the fact that Damon had no idea how to handle his emotions.

"Yeah," she said, still grinning, looking far too pleased with herself.

"Uh... good for you, I guess," I muttered, turning to walk away, but then I spotted Elena coming down the hallway.

"Hey, you," I said, greeting her, though my voice was tight, trying not to let the tension from earlier show.

"Hey," she replied with a polite smile, but there was something unreadable in her eyes. I could tell she noticed the shift between me and Damon.

"So you and Eliana don't talk?" I heard Rebekah's voice from behind me. I didn't even bother looking back; I could already tell Damon was probably doing that broody thing he does so well.

I was halfway out the door when Damon suddenly called my name. My body froze, but I refused to turn around. Instead, I stared straight ahead, letting the silence hang between us like an impenetrable wall.

"About yesterday, I wanted to apologize," Damon said, his voice breaking through the tension.

I couldn't even bring myself to look at him. "I don't need your apology, Damon," I said quietly, walking just a little bit faster, hoping to get away from the rawness of the moment.

But of course, Damon wasn't done. He caught up with me easily, his voice softer now. "I mean it, Eliana," he said, his tone sincere. "I was drunk, and I didn't know what I was doing. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I'm sorry for hurting you."

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