Katherine Pierce

Elena was too ashamed to leave her room and she didn’t open when someone knocked. And thus Caroline invited herself in. She found her best friend sitting in a corner, her arms thrown around her knees.
“Ah, poor thing” Caroline sighed compassionate as she walked to Elena, a box in her arms. “Damon told me what happened. bạn okay?”
Elena shrugged and wiped her tears. “He’s says this is normal. How would he know? He’s a dude, isn’t he?”
“But he’s right” Caroline đã đưa ý kiến and she sank down tiếp theo to her.
“My stomach hurts” Elena sobbed. Caroline searched through her box and...

Katherine was standing on a ladder when some kind of tornado swirled in the room and collided to it, causing Katherine to tumble down.
“Okay, ow!” she exclaimed. She accepted the hand that was reached out and pulled herself up. The moment she looked at Amber’s face she jerked her hand and wiped it off. Amber rolled her eyes. “Bitch, please, get over yourself” she đã đưa ý kiến disdainful.
“What are bạn doing here? Stefan doesn’t want bạn here” Katherine snapped.
Amber chuckled. “See, that’s where you’re wrong. Stefan practically begged me to come back and since he turned me I find...

Damon Salvatore was in the living room drowning his silent sorrows and soundless grief in alcohol, staring at the fire. His tim, trái tim broken, his soul wounded bởi the words that escaped the two women’s lips, women who he forever loved and forever will love, their words proclaimed and claimed Stefan, Saint Stefan, as their own. “I never loved you. It was always Stefan.” “I care about you. But I tình yêu Stefan, it will always be Stefan.” Those were the words, the words that wound him thêm than vervain and kill him thêm than the stake through the heart. Why could there be another person who...