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"Long time no see..."
Delphine knew something within her had always been different from the moment her father first dismissed her from his study with that cold, absent look in his eyes - the sort reserved for things inconvenient rather than loved.
She had stood there then, small and delicate, golden curls barely grazing her chin. Even her hair seemed painfully proper, stiff with the same prestige and expectation that suffocated the Salvatore household. As though it understood the role she had been born to play long before she ever could.
The same feeling returned the night she was turned.
Only then, it became something monstrous.
She could not control the hunger that hollowed her from the inside out, nor the desperation clawing violently through her chest at the scent of blood. Her bones twisted beneath silver moonlight, aching with something ancient and feral, as though the night itself had reached inside her and pulled forth the worst parts of her soul.
So she searched.
Driven by vengeance, by fear, by the terrible desire to understand what she had become.
She searched for answers, for power, for someone capable of silencing the endless gnawing emptiness within her.
That search came to its dreadful conclusion the day she met the Mikaelsons.
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