Amelia's POV:
I stared at the sun intently, but coldness surrounded me. Looking more clearly, it felt weird. Like something invisible and I couldn't do anything about it.
Next to my side, Kol stood comforting me, whispering love words in my ear.
"How do you plead Amelia?" asked Klaus, furious over what he had learned.
"Guilty you bastard! You arrogant piece of crap, no one will want you! You drive everyone to do things they don't wish to do, yet you sit high and mighty critiquing people over their mistakes. You drove me away, you from me mad! If anyone is at blame for having me help Mikael, it's you! Because of you I had to my Kol go, you forced me into this marriage. I've played the happy, obedient wife for as long as I can remember, and I'll be glad to get rid of you! If I had the choice again, leave no doubt, I'll choose it over and over again!" I yelled back.
He stepped down from the tomb, about to hit my heart but Elijah stopped him, "Brother, she is your wife," Elijah turned to Rebekah and me, "Go somewhere safe and stay there."
Rebekah and I ran, hiding inside the tomb, not yet ready to meet once more, our death. Scary thought when you've lived for a thousand or so years.
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