"He will lie to you."
"He will hurt you."
How many times did the witch hear those words whispered to her by the souls inside her? How many times did she tell herself that she would only reap sorrow and pain, no matter what she sow? Her fate had been decided centuries ago by her supreme. Her curse was made so she would always be unwelcome anywhere she went, so why would a hybrid break the curse that was cast upon her? How could he? Nëela could choose to leave everything behind and return to her hermit life. She could choose to hide in a shop in the middle of nowhere and prepare herself. She could but she didn't. How could she when there was Klaus?
"He will lie to me!"
"He will hurt me."
"But I am willing to bet on him, so you can take your fucking words back! I am not giving up on him!"
"We will see about that."
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