Chapter 4: The golden curl, which had been bothering her the whole day, came loose from her hairclip again. She sighed, trying to shrug off the wretched curl, as she rammed the knocker of the door. Elena opened it, quite surprised to see the girl standing there. She was that stunned that she forgot to tell her to come in, but instead stared at her, jaw dropped open. Fee's green eyes flashed and she returned Elena's stare, with a dark glare.
"Oh, I'm sorry...I'm guessing tu want to see Damon..." Elena's voice trailed slightly, as she felt as if she was under an examination mesa, tabla with no clothes...
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