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TRIGGER WARNING: character has PTSD panic attack, explicit torture scene, and suggestions of rape/other trauma. just triggers.

"you don't want to hear about my kinks?"

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"you don't want to hear about my kinks?"

EDEN tried not to think about Harry's phone call. She tried to pretend it didn't exist. That it hadn't happened. That Dolohov wasn't actually coming for her.

He hadn't been sighted in weeks, not since the war ended. He was a lone wolf, galavanting on his own since Voldemort's demise and no one had so much as heard a whisper of him.

He definitely, definitely wasn't coming after her.

Denial is a River in Egypt.
Fuck off.

Eden clenched her right hand into a fist.

She looked up and spotted Jenna drinking a glass of wine over the counter, mumbling something to herself at her phone.

"Jenna?" Eden smiled, despite her anxiety about simply existing. "It's not even one yet."

Jenna looked back with a sheepish smile. "It's five o'clock somewhere, Eden. And I need this. Damon's been eying Elena and it's freaking me out. Plus, Ric's been acting weird lately and I have no clue what that's about."

Eden sighed, reaching to the cabinet above Jenna's head. She grabbed a second wine glass.

"Give me half the bottle, Jen, I cannot exist today without it."

The pair exchanged a small laugh and clinked glasses after Jenna poured a significant amount in each of theirs.

"To wine saving my sanity once again," Jenna joked.

"And to you for providing the wine."

"Amen, sister."

Eden did not like John Gilbert.

She probably never would.

"Eden," the man in question smiled over at her tightly. He didn't like her either. She didn't care.

He was a dick.

"John."

Before he could say anything else — which would probably result in Eden refraining from hexing him — Elena walked into the room and looked at Eden with wide eyes.

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