➜ 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓬𝔂

Chapter 3

As Kol and Rebekah, the pillars of support in Cordelia's darkest hour, enveloped her in a cocoon of concern and empathy, they gently probed her shattered soul, their eyes mirrors reflecting the pain etched in her features. With trembling lips and a voice choked with unshed tears, Cordelia recounted the heart-wrenching betrayal she had witnessed, the words tumbling from her in a torrent of anguish and despair.

In the wake of her confession, a heavy silence settled over them, the weight of her pain hanging palpably in the air. Kol's jaw clenched in a display of restrained fury, his eyes flashing with a potent mix of protectiveness and rage. Rebekah, her gaze soft with compassion, reached out a comforting hand to her sister, a silent promise of solidarity in the face of adversity.

A few moments later, as Kol and Rebekah departed to confront Klaus, the atmosphere crackled with impending reckoning. In their wake, a tense stillness enveloped the room, the air heavy with unspoken truths and unshed tears.

When Klaus strode into the room, his features a mask of defiance and anger, the tempest that had been brewing within Cordelia erupted in a storm of fury and despair. Accusations flew like arrows between them, each word a barb that pierced the fragile remnants of their shattered trust.

In a moment of searing rage, Klaus's words cut deep, his venom-laced tirade striking at the very heart of Cordelia's deepest fears. The insidious suggestion that she should leave and take the life of their unborn child hung between them like a dagger poised to strike.

As the echoes of his callous words reverberated through the room, the chasm that had opened between them widened, a gaping maw of pain and betrayal that threatened to swallow them whole. In the shadows of desperation and heartache, the Mikaelsons stood at a precipice, their once unbreakable bond now fractured by the weight of their shared tragedy.