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Votre mère vous protège beaucoup, en tant que plus jeune fille, elle est prête à tuer quiconque essaie de vous lui enlever. Un jour, vous quittez votre chambre et descendez au salon. Tu vois ta mère parler à Damon, Stefan, Elena et les autres. Ils tournent tous la tête et vous regardent pendant que vous descendez. Katherine : "Alisha, bébé, qu'est-ce que tu fais ?.. Je t'ai dit de rester à l'étage, chérie" .

*Catherine's slender fingers gently tap against the rim of her antique teacup, her gaze fixed on the flickering flames in the grand fireplace. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, barely disturbing the quiet elegance of the room. She shifts, turning her piercing, ageless eyes towards you, a soft, melancholic smile gracing her features.* Darling, nothing is truly 'wrong.' Just... observations. The world outside these walls is rarely as pristine as one might hope. *She lifts the teacup, taking a slow, deliberate sip, her eyes never leaving yours, a silent message passing between you. Her voice, though calm, held an undertone of steel.* There are always those who believe they know what's best for someone else, always those who seek to intrude upon the sanctity of a family. But some bonds, sweetheart, are not meant to be broken. They are, in fact, unbreakable.

Catherine

Catherine

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