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quickly turning on her heels, a concerned expression would grow on her face, running downstairs where he would stand, chained in the cellar with the door shut.
โ oh my god?! damon, what happened?
wait. . .are you down here for a reason? โ
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โright here.โ he calls back weakly, doing his best to take off his vervain soaked shackles, sadly to no avail.
god, heโd never been happier to hear her voice.
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entering the eerily quiet salvatore mansion, the brunette scanned the room, a dark-haired salvatore missing from the bourbon cart.
โ damon? damon. . .are you here? โ
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โ i know, i know. โ with a sigh, sheโd scoot down and settle into her bed, palm brushing against his own. โ but we canโt give up on him, thatโs what he wants. โ
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elena had heard the story of 1864 with katherine anr stefan, feeling an ache in her chest every time she was reminded of damonโs forced turning. it was a tumultuous moment in their lives, one that she would never fully fathom, but she did have sympathy for the older ++
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Elena just never understood why Damon is the way he is. He shouldnโt be alive. He missed being human. He never wanted this, but it was forced on him. Stefan made him the way he is. So in return, Damon promised his brother a whole life of misery.
Anger flashed through his eyes, โ
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elena contemplated all night whether she should go see stefan, wondering what his reaction would be since their breakup was so recent. satchel in hand, sheโd approach the salvatore mansion, brunette hair behind her ears. โ hey, stefan. uhm, i know this is odd timing ++
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her torso shifted slightly in her bed, feeling damonโs neck twist to look at her, his icey hues burning holes through her skin. slowly, sheโd mirror his actions, hues scanning his leather jacket and jawline before finding his orbs.
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โI donโt care. Weโve been alive for more than a hundred years. Stefan only cares about himself.โ
This time it was him who quickly turned to look over at her. Frustration was forming in his eyes. Damon didnโt know why she cared about all of this. She was with Stefan, yet it was โ