"Miss Forbes, your coach is waiting. Are you ready?"
Caroline snapped out of her revere to look at her coachman. Her ride was ready, but was she? Was she ready to leave behind all that she has known? Was she ready to leave Mystic Falls?
Caroline didn't know. But she knew that she had no choice but to be ready.
It all started that fateful night when she was waiting at home for her mother to come back from a stroll around the park. Mrs. Forbes had been uncharacteristically late, and when there was a knock at the door, Caroline rushed to open it. Instead of her mother, however, there was a policeman at the door, looking at her through sympathetic eyes.
From that moment on, Caroline Forbes' simple life in Mystic Falls had completely changed. A week passed by in a blur. Then there was the funeral, and seemingly endless sympathy casseroles. She had realized that she no longer belonged where she used to. Her friends were much too distant, and although they were endlessly supportive, they could never understand what she was going through.
Plans were made, the ticket was bought, and her clothes were packed. The day finally arrived: she was going to make the journey across the pond and join her father in London, who had moved to there a year earlier in order to expand his trade business. As a girl living in this 19th century, it was impossible for her to live by herself, though she had no qualms about living with her father, she would miss Mystic Falls. She knew that he would have wanted to be here, but by the time he had gotten the message about his wife's death, it had been too late to return back to this small town.
Putting on a brave face, Caroline smiled at her coachman and walked towards the door. Before she went outside, she turned to take one last look at the place she had called home for the past 18 years. Caroline took in the rusty table, the fireplace, and the once-full-now-empty kitchen. She was going to miss this house. She was going to miss this town. But most of all, she was going to miss her mother.
Caroline took a deep breath, and said:
"I'm ready."
How very wrong she was.
A/N: Thank you for reading my first attempt at a fanfic! Any comments would be received lovingly! :) To clear things up, this does take place in the 1800s – I know this first chapter was a bit confusing for the time period. I should probably do more research on the time period, shouldn't I? If you have any comments/discrepancies, don't hesitate to message me! I'd be forever grateful : )