> She had known when all hope was lost. When my promise of salvation was fictitious. I saw it in those big blue sapphire eyes. When I looked at her with sorrow, she knew I had not come for her. I had come for myself. To seek a slither of reprieve, and I find as I watch her frame becoming consumed by the flames, she had given me it, her innocence and nativity were the lasting impressions.
> skin. Why had I not moved to take her away from it all? It is because of me that she is here, it is because of me that her coven threatened the lives of Niklaus and Elijah. It has to be her. I am and will always be her greatest enemy. For that I am sorry, any chance of survival dies with me. I cup her cheek one last time and cut a locket of her hair with a small blade concealed in my dress cuff.
“Light it.” I hear the order and the crackle of flames as they begin to engulf the wood. She >