I am backkk.... This chapter has taken sooo looongg to write... I really want to see all the comments and votes, after all I have been writing 34,000 words for months....
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[Elena walked into the kitchen, only to find Jeremy caught in a playful struggle as Naira playfully smacked him, and Jenna watching the scene unfold, clearly entertained, biting into an apple with an amused glint in her eye.]
The Mystic Gang found themselves frozen, breaths caught at the sight of a familiar strawberry-blonde on the screen. Elena's eyes misted as she took in every detail, while Jeremy blinked rapidly, struggling to keep his emotions in check. Alaric's usual calm composure was absent, his features tensed with a mixture of grief and disbelief.
In stark contrast, Klaus watched them all with a smirk playing on his lips, arms crossed as he leaned back, clearly reveling in their reactions.
"Jenna, ah, I remember her. Poor dear..." Klaus shook his head with a mock look of sympathy.
Elena, unable to hold back, whispered, her voice cracking slightly, anger flickering in her gaze as she turned to Klaus. "How could you be so cruel?"
Klaus simply shrugged, his eyes glinting with amusement.
Jeremy, visibly frustrated, clenched his fists. "You didn't have to take her from us," he spat. "She was...she was innocent."
Klaus's smile vanished, replaced by a cold, dangerous look. "Innocent?" He scoffed, his tone mocking. "No one is ever truly innocent in this world, little Gilbert. Not you, not Elena, not her, and none of your friends."
The hostility in the air was thick, a heavy silence following Klaus's words, and yet none of them looked away from the screen, too entranced by the sight of the person they'd lost.
Elena: "Are you two done?"
[Both Jeremy and Naira's heads snapped up at Elena's voice, and Naira gasped, opening her arms wide. Elena's face softened into a smile she couldn't hide as she crossed the room, and dashed into Naira's warm embrace.]
As the scene shifted, an unexpected smile tugged at Elena's lips as she saw a more playful interaction on the screen.
The Mystic Gang shared a small, bittersweet smile, each remembering better days, lighter days when life was simpler and before they knew about the supernatural world.
