𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓, Amaryllis looked at her reflection in the mirror, questioning why she was even still participating in this mission again.
She should just avoid it, she'd done it for most of her life to be honest, so she really couldn't understand why she was standing in this bathroom.
A bathroom that belonged to an already dead vampire, whose killer had probably exploded the window on Damon and Rose before when they were trying to get information.
"What the hell am I doing here?" Amaryllis voiced to herself with furrowed eyebrows, before quickly turning on the sink in front of her.
Waiting for a moment before dipping her hands in the water scooping up a hand full before raising and running the water over her face.
Once again contemplated the reason she was here, basically chasing a dead man, or rather a ghost that she didn't honestly know if she wished was dead or alive.
And once again Amaryllis found herself daydreaming off about a man that she should fear- should've feared, she often needed to remind herself that he was dead.
'M a y - w e - m e e t - a g a i n , - t r e a s u r e💕' "𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦 𝐕𝐢ð 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐮𝐫, 𝐅𝐣á𝐫𝐬𝐣óð𝐮𝐫." A deep foreign grave whisper flowed into Amaryllis's ear, causing the young hybrid to immediately swirl around green eyes blazing.
