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"Open the door, Kaleb! Before I kick it in!" Candice slammed his fist on the door again before it opened, Kaleb catching her fist before it could make contact with his face. "Easy there, love. What's got your panties in a twist?" Candice pushed her way inside, looking around the apartment before turning to face the man. "I am onto you! I know what you're doing!" Candice pointed an accusing finger, causing his eyes to widen. "What are you going on about this time, darling?"
She glares, throwing her purse onto the table. "Oh, do not "darling" me! I see what you're doing. You think I didn't see that witch Vincent, watching us on our date before the werewolf attack? And this necklace you gave me!" Candice ripped it from her neck, throwing it at him. "It's spelled! I noticed the second I touched it! What the bloody hell are you hiding from me?" Kaleb sighed, "I'm not hiding anything from you, love."
"Liar! It's such a shame really. I was actually starting to like you! Silly me." Candice scoffs, going to step forward, he put his hand out, "Don't you think you're being a bit paranoid?" Candice's eyes widened, he quickly realized his mistake. "Paranoid?! No, you don't get to say that! I have been studying you! The way you talk, the way you carry yourself, the jewelry you wear, the bloody clothes you wear! I see the way you look at me, and the way you touch me, and all I can see is, Kol Mikaelson!"
Kaleb shook his head, he should've known she was going to catch on eventually. But it was still far too early. He needed to stall her for just a bit longer. Though he hated that this was making her go crazy. "Candice, I need you to hear me out. Can you do that?" Candice inhaled sharply, turning on her heel, she sit on the sofa and gestured for him to speak. "Go on. But I swear if I get the slightest feeling that you are my Kol, I will kick your ass."
Kaleb took a deep breath before taking a seat next to her, seeing how she was watching every move he made. "This necklace is spelled because it's made with magic. Every coven crest you had made, was performed with magic, even you know that. You wrote the spell for them, remember?" Candice nodded, but was quick to jump to more conclusions. "Okay, but that doesn't explain everything else! You are Kol, I know it! I just can't figure out how you're in this body!"
