ππ°π·π¦ πͺπ΄ π―π¦π·π¦π³ ππ°π¨πͺπ€π’π- Klaus M.
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
