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❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧? ❞

❝𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄❞ Elena said while rubbing her sore neck

"She's on edge" Stefan replied "Imagine every sense in your body operating at super speed, I mean she's uncomfortable in her own skin, and then when you throw in her other issues — "

"How long before it settles?" Elena interrupted "Hours? Days? Weeks?"

"There's no rulebook"

"Well how long did it take for you to control it?" Elena asked

"That's kinda personal Elena" Florence chuckled

"A while, but I didn't have anybody helping me, I had to do it on my own" Stefan explained "The thing is, it's hard to resist certain people, especially when you're new, it's difficult to seperate your feelings, love, lust, anger, desire, it can all blur into one urge, hunger"

"What does that mean?" Elena asked

"It means Jeremy can't see her, not now. She might not be able to resist him and she could hurt him" Stefan replied

"Or worse"

"I'm not going to let anybody get hurt" He reassured her

"That's absurd" Florence snorted

Elena nodded "I need to get going"

"Elena"

"Please, Stefan there's only so much I can take" Elena looked towards Florence

Elena started to walk away before she stopped and turned around "Florence let's go. We still need to talk"

"No"

"No? What do you mean 'no'?" Elena asked

Florence shrugged "I mean no. You want to talk, fine let's talk"

"Fine let's talk. Let's talk about how you lied to me for how many fucking years" Elena exclaimed

Florence looked at her with a small smirk "Stefan, leave us for a minute"

Stefan nodded and quickly left to go inside. Once Florence heard the door close, she started speaking "First off, I didn't lie to you, I just didn't tell you"