Originally: 'Is This Real?'
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The sequel to Adie's story is finally here, but will it alter her path for the better or only make her situation worse?
Read to find out...
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Remaining completely still, I brushed away any imperfections; fingers combing through the ends of my hair before I dusted down the corset struggling to strangle me. My hand reached out, managing a few knocks before pain burst to the center of my thoughts--
MEMORY
The front door opening forced my spine to straighten, muscles growing rigid and heart threatening to burst with the sight of a poker face Elijah standing in one of my favorite suits. The action of brushing down my hair and clothes with my hands were driven by insecurity, the mere presence of the vampire making me feel incredibly small. "Hey, Elijah."
"Good evening, Miss. Salvatore." I almost winced at his greeting, using all my strength to force it down. It wouldn't do me any good to flaunt my weakness, if anything I worried it might irritate him further. I stepped through the narrow entrance he provided, trying to distract myself with the interior while he shut the door behind me. "Please, follow me."
I couldn't not be stunned by how similar the design matched my TV screen, the mansion always having been one of my favorite underused sets from the show-- "There she is," I heard the smirk before I saw it, Klaus standing at the head of the table with outstretched arms and a wide grin. "Our guest!"
"Nice to see you too, Klaus," I couldn't silence my smile. "I see you've kept your minions busy."
His cheekiness didn't diminish, "I'd say they have quite the eye for interior design, wouldn't you, love(?)"
"I'd be an idiot to disagree when your home looks as beautiful as it does," I aimed for the seat Stefan occupied in the episode 'The Five', my hand barely grazing the back before Elijah had pulled my chair out for me. I glanced up in shock, only met with the same cool poker face that greeted me earlier, "T-thank you." He merely nodded, motioning for me to sit before he tucked me in...
END MEMORY
I was grateful to sway back into reality just as the door opened with a click, a shaking hand reaching up to wipe away my memories before I came face to face with the eldest 'living' Original. "Elijah," I barely noticed my smile widen in his presence.
His brow crumpled in confusion, "Adelina? Not that I'm not elated over your visit, but why exactly are you here?"
I stole his frown, "Oh-um--Klaus," I remembered. "He said he wanted to discuss his witch business worries. We've been in frequent contact since my last trip to New Orleans, I assumed he would have told you..."
