Nëela admitted to herself that she was touch-starved and needy. Who wouldn't be after 800 years on her own? She was craving Klaus' presence. She was craving his touch, the warm palm against her cheek or on her chin. She was dreaming of his voice, as he would speak with her about anything and everything.
She wanted to lay in his arms and to hear the heartbeats of the Hybrid. He left Mystic Falls and she had no idea about where he went. She could use magic to locate him, but somehow wanted to test herself. Would she be able to move on? Would she be able to....stop thinking about him?
Well, no. She couldn't. Klaus' whereabouts were unknown but Elijah was there and while Nëela was hard to read for him, he quickly noticed that she grew attached to his brother. Would he be able to manipulate her affection for his brother to regain control over her? He certainly hoped so and he would try to do this.
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