The Forgotten Life Of A Salvatore

Nobody remembers her; not her overprotective brother, Damon, not her kind twin, Stefan. Her father, who's adoration faltered after her mother's supposed death, long forgot her. Even her vampire mother, Lily, couldn't help the amnesia that occurred. Every friend, enemy, love, acquaintance, and memory was torn from her the moment that spell was cast. The selfless Salvatore was erased, at her own wish, to grant happiness and a better future to others in her life. She saw the outcome of her staying, and her... not existing, and determined with bitterness that others true happiness always comes with a price.

(I'm warning you right now this may have detailed and mature scenes.
This is my first story, but I will try to make things detailed and with proper grammar. I also tend to obsess so... hopefully this isn't painful. I am writing this on my phone. Bare with me here.)