❝I thought they were just bones.❞
❝If you truly believed that, you would have let her rest.❞
They could bury her bones, but they couldn't bury the truth.
For 90 years, Klaus Mikaelson has been haunted by the memory of the woman he betrayed.
For...
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Rowan had found her first night at the Boarding House a tad strange. It felt weird being down the hall from Damon again. She half expected to wake and find him already in her room, just like it had been in New York.
But this wasn't New York, and Rowan and Damon weren't the same people anymore.
She wasn't sure if they could even be considered friends at this point. Estranged friends at best, strangers at worst.
Despite these troubling thoughts of the past and her precarious relationship with Damon, she'd had a pleasant sleep and had woke early and refreshed, heading downstairs to the kitchen for some breakfast. While munching on her morning toast, she heard a thunderous sound descending the stairs and walked towards it, seeing Damon and Stefan jogging down them.
"I know I'm new here, but is it customary for you to do that every morning? Just wondering in the event I ever want a lie in." She quipped.
"Isobel just showed up at Elena's front doorstep." Stefan explained and Rowan groaned.
"What's she doing here?" Damon asked.
"I don't know. That's what I'm gonna go find out."
Katherine joined them then, listening intently. "I don't think that you should tell her that I'm here."
"What? Why?"
"It's better if she and John not know that I stayed in town after I got out of the tomb."
"You're the one in cahoots with them. You made a deal with John that almost got me killed." Damon accused.
"I did what I had to get out of the tomb. Now I'm reconsidering my alliance."
"Of course you are." Rowan rolled her eyes. "Because it suits you at the moment."
Katherine turned, ignoring this, but Stefan interrupted her. "What do you know?"
