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☆═━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 ━═☆
Charlotte couldn't stop thinking about Serena's words and actions all night. She knew she was supposed to get used to how moody and quite passively aggressive her niece could get but the brunette couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, Serena overreacted.
That thought, though, didn't stop her from turning up at the Mystic Grill and trying to apologize.
"I was just trying to help Elena...I didn't think far enough about how that will affect everyone," Charlotte sighed, stating, "And I am sorry, Serena, I really am. I can't stop thinking so please can you just—"
"Can you just stop playing the victim?!"
She blinked, stepping back. Charlotte frowned, ceasing to believe what she had just heard as Serena continued, "You have had it rough, we get it. But you are not perfect and I am not obligated to forgive you."
"I know that...I," Charlotte stuttered, looking down at her feet, struggling to find the words to say. She had yet to get over what Serena had said to even continue apologizing, "I am just...I..."
"I have work, not enough time in the world to waste on this conversation," Serena took in a deep breath, claiming. She could see Charlotte's eyes watering as the vampire failed to hold it back but she shook her head and walked away.
The brunette sniffled, rubbing her face with her knuckles as she felt a hand tap her shoulder, "Paulina?"
Her friend's smile instantly faded away as she asked, "You are crying? What happened?" Paulina had her hands on Charlotte's forearms, trying to reassure her before the Bernard shook her head.
"It's fine...I just...I really need to go."
Paulina attempted to follow her best friend outside before Elijah called her over, asking something that Charlotte couldn't quite hear as she rushed out of the Mystic Grill.
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Charlotte sat on a bench in the town square, her head in her hands as she massaged her temples. Just stop thinking.
"What a day to be out...enjoy the sun on your skin," A sing-song tone sighed beside her, "You know all those human mushy things."
