𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆.

and how did he treat him? didn’t he kill his mother?

she has no regrets.

“nothing.” she said with a shrug. “he’s being well taken care of.”

“I know it needs to happen, but Damon will be devastated.” She whispered, as she helped clean up after dinner.

“awwww. let’s get you on the couch.” she said as she went to help him lay on the couch. “you don’t need a hospital. we will take good care of you.” she smiled.

Leaning close to @darkinterlude.bsky.social after Victor finally disappeared upstairs, she knew he was going to wait for them to join him but at least they had some time without him. “Do you think he suspects anything?” She whispered cautiously.

of course. they’re there to help.

she sighed softly before leaving the ring before she headed out. it had to be done. this man had to get taken down once and for all.

“no.” she said as she began to pack her things, sighing softly.

“and look what he’s done. he has me and capella now. he won. you lost. anyway. i gotta go.” she said as she went to get her things.

“no. we can’t. as long as your father is alive? i’m his. capella is his. we’ve accepted this. and you need to as well.” she said as she pushed him away.

“i timed it. it’s his.” she said as she turned her back to him with a sigh. “this is for the best.”

“yes. and it’s your fathers. which is why capella and i have decided to go back to him. we are carrying his children. he’s gonna want to raise them.” she said, crossing her arms.

“why? i should just accept it. he will have me and capella. he won. we’re having his children and that’s that.” she shrugged her shoulders.

“you do realize your father is gonna win, right? he’s gonna have me and ella and we’re gonna be some sick and twisted polygamous family because you refuse to take him down.”

“i’m coping just fine.” she muttered as she sat down, shaking her head and reaching for another bottle.

so?

she’s fine.

not anytime soon.

he can try all he wants. it ain’t worth it.

it’s whatever.

“don’t.. he was desperate.” she said with a frown as she held onto him.

“edward.” she said, not wanting to protect him. “traded ella for me for your father.”

“thank god!” she said as she rushed to him and jumped into his arms.

“not everything as to be about sex. i can’t believe you haven’t figured out that i’ve been faking it.” she rolled her eyes.

“and you wonder why i’m drinking.” she muttered as she just stood there, sighing softly.

she didn’t say anything, she instead helped herself to a glass of wine. she was drinking more and more. it was how she coped.

she had his favorite meal ready as well as a sexy lingerie piece on to sate him. “rough day?” she asked, pulling a beer out for him.

she pushed him away with a sigh. getting out of bed. “enough.”

“not tonight. i’m tired of the sex.” she said with a sigh, moving away from him.