After he leaves, after he's pressed that little, chaste kiss on your cheek leaving a burn mark that's yet to go away, you'll sit in that chair for a very long time.
You'll think. Think as hard and as long as you can about what's to come.
You'll get up from the chair and move on with your life.
You'll try to sort out the mistakes, make amends, and you'll try to be happy.
And you will fail.
You'll think of Bonnie, your "best friend" who used to whisper behind your back with Elena. Poor Elena, stuck in a magical refrigerator until all her human friends - the few that are left - are dead and gone. You'll wonder if she dreams.
Bonnie, the girl who, once upon a time, conspired to murder the man that just walked out of here. The girl who turned her head in disgust when she saw what you'd become. The girl who would probably blame vampires for the common cold.
No, there will be no solace there. You won't be able to talk to her about the horrors you've inflicted on other people. About your love for the man who were your unwilling accomplice. Not about anything that matters.
You'll sit at the Skull Bar many nights. Damon and Alaric will be there. Stefan won't. They will always invite you to join them and you will always decline.
They will be a special brand of sadness that you won't be able to handle, and you'll never be able to get past the stage of near-toleration for the man who turned a young teenage girl into an abused, brainwashed and horror-struck human bloodbag. The man who beat you, raped you and laughed in your face.
So you'll sit in your corner sipping your margaritas, and you will miss your mother more than anything, and you will be alone.
Sometimes you'll come across Matt. Sweet Matt, studying to get his badge, so he can go out and make a difference. Protect the ordinary people.
Protect them from you.
And finally you'll think back to the warmth in your stomach and the way you couldn't grasp how he really meant what he said, and you'll think back to that magical sunset and his fingers running through your hair that day before everything went to hell, and you'll make the call.
"Stefan?"
"… Caroline?"
"Heal me."