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“We’re home, Damon” Elena said. She and Stefan were helping Damon reach the porch, something he’d rather do alone, thinking he’d recovered enough.

“I’m going to open the door” Stefan said. He let go of Damon and ran to the door and opened it. Then he walked back at Damon and Elena. When he wanted to help Damon enter Damon pushed his arm away.
“I don’t need your help” he dicho pissed, avoiding to look at him.
Stefan looked helplessly at his ex, but she gave him a ‘what did tu expect’ kind of look back. She helped Damon enter the house and Stefan walked behind them...

“I think we should go” Damon said, looking at the clock. It was eleven p.m. “Okay, I’ll just go refresh myself and then we can leave” Elena said. She got up and walked to a red door siguiente to the desk. To get there she had to pass the mesa, tabla were tattoo-guy and companions were still sitting. She felt her corazón beating faster and she got sweaty palms. But they didn’t look up and she reached the bathroom without a problem. When she closed the door behind her she dared to breathe again. There were two doors opposite of each other. One dicho men, the other women. She opened the women’s...

Damon and Elena were in the kitchen, while Jeremy was playing some videogame and Alaric was out.
“Okay, what kind of flavor do tu want? We have chocolate, vanilla, strawberry. Make your pick” Damon said, when he showed the three boxes of pudín, con leche powder. He was making postres for after dinner.
“Ehm… strawberry” Elena said. She moved on her chair and felt something pushing against her leg. She stuck her hand in her pocket and took out her cell phone. She suspiciously looked at it. “What’s this?” she asked carefully. Damon turned his head and looked at the black, rectangle that...