❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚
𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚.❞
─ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, BLAIR LOCKWOOD
returns to Mystic Falls after five years of absence and finds herself entangled with Damon Salvatore, uninte...
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BLAIR'S CAR GLIDED INTO MYSTIC FALLS. A HEAVY SIGH ESCAPING HER LIPS AS SHE WAS COMING BACK TO THIS TOWN ONCE AGAIN.
She wondered what was the force that kept pulling her back here every time she tried leaving.
Her thoughts drifting to her cousin Mason. After she finds him, she will be done with this town, once and for all.
Parking close to Mystic Grill, Blair entered, hoping for a moment of respite.
Inside, she spotted Caroline conversing with Tyler's friend. A brief mental note identified him. "Matt." Blair mused, her memory weaving connections.
She passed the pair, making her way to the bathroom, seeking a moment to collect her thoughts.
The door closed behind Blair as she leaned against the sink, releasing another sigh. Raising her head to the mirror, her solitude was disrupted by Elena's presence.
"Elena?" Blair questioned, facing the soft-spoken girl.
"Hey, Damon told me you left town." Elena murmured.
Blair scoffed, "Yeah, but here I am."
Their exchange was abruptly halted by Caroline's intrusion.
"Blair? What are you doing here?" Caroline's inquiry lingered in the air as Blair remained silent.
"Hey, I saw you with Matt. Are you okay?" Elena chimed in, attempting a concerned look.
Caroline, standing by Blair's side, nodded in response, "Yeah, you know, it's whatever."
In a sudden burst of movement, Caroline swiftly advanced towards Elena, cornering her against the wall.
A mischievous smirk adorned the girl's face. "You're good. What gave me away, the hair or the clothes?" She taunted.
"I know Elena's at home." Caroline remarked, attempting to leave the bathroom, but her wrist was grabbed.
Blair, bewildered by the sudden confrontation, voiced her confusion. "Uh, Elena, what are you doing?"
Caroline turned to Blair, "This isn't Elena, Blair."
A furrow formed on Blair's brow, seeking clarification. "What do you mean—"
