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chapter thirteen. doomsday dinner party ════ ⋆͛♡⋆͛ ════
ELIZA HAD HER hands placed flat down on her dresser as she sighed. It had been a few hours since Parker had left, the information she left still lingering despite it.
She didn't know exactly how to process it. Her hands shook slightly as she tried to focus on calming herself down.
"Eliza?" Isaac's voice seemed to echo in her mind. "Are you okay?"
She took a deep breath before responding, "Yeah, Isaac. I'm okay. Just a little overwhelmed." She flashed him a grimaced through the mirror before closing her eyes again.
"Is it something I can help with?" He offered.
"No, but thank you." She forced a smile.
"If you cast that spell, it will change you.It will lead to your death." Parker tried to warn.
"I'm assisting in my sister's murder, of course I'm going to change." Eliza sassed.
"You don't understand. You're going to die if you do this and it will be promised." Parker attempted to reason.
"To save Elena, I'll do anything."
"Eliza?" Isaac was standing in front of her, snapping his fingers in her face.
"Huh? What?" Eliza snapped out of her walk down memory lane, blinking profusely. "Sorry, I gotta stop doing that."
"Yeah, save me the heart attack." Isaac chuckled.
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ELIZA STOOD OUTSIDE the Salvatore home with a frown. She didn't want to be involved in this but she promised Elena. She let out a sigh as she ascended the two little steps in front.
Walking into the house like it was her own, Eliza held a smile as she prepared herself to greet everyone. Her smile immediately turned into a scowl as John Gilbert entered her eyesight.
"Elizabeth?!" John stood, attempting to run after her.
Eliza shook her head, pivoting on her heel and beelined for the exit. Damon ran appeared in front of her, a kind smile on his face as he stood in front of the door.
