That, my dear Bonnie, was how it happened. Whether Amelia would have chosen to become a vampire or not, I don't know. What I do know is that our time together was one of the happiest times of my life, and was far too short.
I buried her body in the field with the wildflowers. She's probably still there with them now. It was the first time I saw true happiness in her, and I knew then that she could move on from the hardships she had faced earlier in her life.
I know that whatever happened, vampirism or not, she deserved a chance to enjoy life, and I will always be sorry I was never able to give her that opportunity. But I suppose we can't have it all, can we?
I'm sorry if this story was depressing, but I felt it was something I had to do. Now I think of her memory fondly, with a smile, when I remember the way she smiled at me.
Yours,
Enzo
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My Dear Amelia | Enzo St. John
FanfictionAfter the death of Enzo St. John, an old notebook comes into Bonnie Bennett's possession. It is in Enzo's handwriting, and tells a story from long ago. [The Vampire Diaries: Pre-season One] Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. All rights go...
