He was the monster they warned her about. And she loved him anyway. Daniella Lockwood was never supposed to fall for Klaus Mikaelson. But somehow, between stolen glances, late-night painting sessions, and the gentle way he said her name, she did. Completely. Recklessly. "I don't know," he said after a second. "Sometimes I feel like I'm in a version of my life I wasn't supposed to get. Like the universe made a mistake and let me have this." Daniella didn't say anything right away. She just leaned her head on his shoulder. "Well," she said softly, "if this is a mistake, let's both be wrong together." A story of love, grief, and the kind of forgiveness that doesn't come easy, because love is never logical. Oc x Klaus Mikaelson