Abbeygilbert Stories

I don't know my family. I was born without one, or something. I mean I have one, I guess, but they got rid of me or something. All I had was a picture. A picture of me, in my moms arm with a twin sister in the other arm. My dad was smiling next to us. That's it, then nothing. I went to foster homes all my life after. Then I realized there was an address on the back. {The Vanpire Diaried a year after Elena turns}