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her gaze jerked up, off her own feet, to take in fashionably ratty ๔єςк shoes, some fоѓэіБи kind. above that were јэаиѕ, body hugging, old enough to look soft over ʜᴀʀᴅ мυѕ¢ℓєѕ. ʍoɹɹɐu hips. nice chest.face to drive a ѕ¢υℓρтσя crazy: ѕєηѕυσυѕ mouth, high cheekbones. dark sunglasses. slightly ŧøᵾsłɇđ brown hair..

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           [ She opened her mouth to say something, anything that would
                 be another apology, but instead she shut it and nodded to the door. ]

               ❝       In there.❞

           [ The words were whispered before those doe hues looked down. ]

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    [ few seconds more were wasted while he was looking at her. his expression still tough and bitter, lips pursed together, but eyes contrasted with that facade       he was angry, but not that angry.
                     when he came into the room, he headed to caroline straight off, embracing her head in his hands. her eyes were different and by the way she was gritting her teeth he could’ve deduced something was wrong indeed
                              and he exactly knew what was wrong. ]

               ❝       She’s transitioning.❞

                        [ eyes still locked on caroline’s face, stefan knew nobody could’ve heard him saying that & he felt elena was standing right behind him. ]

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