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' Love '.

I turned on my heels and smiled at Klaus that was standing there, all sexy in a black Tuxedo. It had been three days since my mother had appeared in the apartment, leaving Klaus with the question about a possible pregnancy. I talked to him and explained that my mother was like that ... she liked to torment me.

During these three days, I went to dinner with my mom and she, knowing the wedding, made a point to go with me to buy a dress. During our outputs, she insisted on the subject of pregnancy, but I immediately ruled out the possibility. My mother however was very mysterious about her coming to Soho, I knew she had inherited some business from my father, but I never wanted to know exactly what she had inherited and which businesses that currently she was leading. But I was sure she hadn't come just to see me and comment on my relationship with Klaus.

'Hey you're beautiful!'

'I told you how much I like this dress?' he strolled casually, his hands to reach my hips pulling me close. 'It's a good dress'.

It was amethyst satin, with a little sparkle in the leg. It was a dress that provoked and Klaus liked to be provoked. I kissed a familiar spot, just under the chin, my favorite place.

'We better get out, we're late. Rebekah is ready?'

'No. And I can't sit out there because I know the paparazzi are outside. I don't know what's going on, but they're all over me'. Klaus grimaced. I had my suspicions about this subject.

Klaus buried his face in my neck. 'My sister needs to treat her head'. He muttered on my skin and I laughed silently, stroking his hair. How could he change the subject so easily?

'Why?'.

'Jack is the name of her insanity. This guy is so boring'. Klaus was back, all of a sudden, all bristling. 'He's not good enough for her'. I shrugged, grabbing my purse and jacket. 'I'm not good enough for you, but that didn't stop you'.

He grabbed my hand tight, furrowed brow for me. 'What?'

'I'm ready!' Rebekah jumped into my room in a white coat, and a yellow dress, lightly sparkling, 50's style. She was with a silk skirt underneath and her white Cardigan cost more than all my clothes. I smiled. She looked so beautiful. 'Caroline, stop the eye-popping, the taxi's waiting'. She took my hand and dragged me along with Klaus to the living room where unfortunately monotonous Jack was waiting for us.

….

The whole wedding, ceremony and reception were held in a venue that housed everything from weddings to rock concerts. It was a very old building with Greek columns, but it wasn't spectacularly beautiful.

However, the ceremony was beautiful, and the reception took my breath away. Everything was white and silver with blue-ice lights. This was a winter wonderland for a wedding in this time of the year.

Klaus had turned away to talk to Damon, who had passed the biggest time of the wedding looking to Jack instead of acknowledge his beautiful partner.

Why was he staring at Jack, when Rebekah had left the poor boy on his own to vibrate around everyone as the social butterfly that she is, I had no idea. But if look could kill ...

I shook my head. He needed to done something, quickly ...

'Caroline'.

I looked over my glass of champagne to find Esther in front of me. She and Alaric were at the next table, and I looked around me to see Alaric in a lively conversation with an older guy that I didn't know who it was. Who was I kidding? I didn't know hardly anyone here. I smiled to Esther that looked beautiful in a blue Sapphire dress. 'Hey, how are you?'.

She gave me a smile. 'You know, everyday something new ... '. And slid into the empty seat beside me. For now, it is clear that she was already more than aware that Klaus and I were together.

'Klaus looks really happy' Esther smiled at him on the other side of the room. I noticed a pretty and very high brunette had joined him and Damon, and I tried not narrow my eyes like a tiger with jealousy. 'I think I've never seen him so happy'.

I felt a heat in my chest, but I didn't know what to say.

She looked at me, with very serious eyes. 'I think you're a good girl, Caroline. I really think. But I also think you're incredibly hard to open. I don't know why, but you have a guard incredibly closed, honey. With a high wall and almost unfathomable'.

I felt the color out of my face.

'I love my son. What Mikael made, broke my heart. He shouldn't go through a grief like that again. Or worse '.

She looked at him and then to me. 'With you, I think it will be worse'.

'Esther!' the words failed me.

'If you don't feel the same for him how he feels about you, finish now, Caroline. For him.' And then she got up, hit my shoulder in her maternal style, and went back to her husband that she loved.

'Love, are you okay?'

I looked up, my heart pounding in my chest, to find Klaus on top of me, his eyebrows furrowing with concern. I nodded, still speechless.

He didn't seem convinced. He took my hand and pulled me to my feet. 'Come dance with me'.

The song that was playing was one of my favorites. 'You dance?'

'Tonight Yes.'. I let him take me to the dance floor and buried me in his embrace. 'Your heart is racing. I wonder if my mom said something to you?'

Only the truth. She was right. I should leave. I let my breath go, not being able to imagine a time without him in my life. And so I was selfish. I couldn't leave. More if I hurt him? Oh God, the thought of hurting him tore me completely, because I knew that I cared more about him than about myself.

I was completely terrified.

I felt my breathing attempt. Reading the change in me, Klaus squeezed me more and muttered. 'Breathe' in my ear. I wasn't having a panic attack, but I didn't say anything, enjoying his calm while caressed my back gently.

'What did she say?' his tone was tough.

I shook my head to reassure him. 'She just mentioned how important you are to the family. It wasn't her fault'.

'Caroline' he whispered, stroking my cheek.

'Let's get drunk?' I said, trying to lighten the mood.

Klaus snorted, sliding his hands behind my back sensually and the curve of my hips. 'I don't need to get drunk to get you'.

I laughed.

'You're a great dancer'.

'It happens that I was Miss Mystic falls'.

….

I still don't have a plan, but I didn't let that get in the way of my way to enjoy my time with Klaus. I was grateful for that decision, because a few weeks after the wedding, everything would change.

While I was at work, I got a call from my mother. I've been all week ignoring her calls, but something told me that I couldn't ignore this.

So, two hours after I met her at the Saké restaurant. Lunch was at least uncomfortable. I knew something was wrong with my mother, but she always tried to change the subject, talking about how the magazines depict my relationship with Klaus.

During dessert, the time entered into slow camera, when suddenly my mother looked at me with her face pale and eyes so glassy, I knew something was very wrong.

I knew this feeling of fear, I knew how the suffering could thicken the air, how could he beat his chest and cause pain throughout the body.

'I came to see you, but I've also came to tell you something important. A few months ago I went to do an MRI. And they found something. A tumor'.

'They forwarded me to a neurologist. I still don't know if it's malignant or benign. And I need to wait and see what are my options'. My mother finished.

That wasn't happening.

As I let this happen?

I got up and took a step back, confused, angry, disbelief that this would happen again.

It was all my fault.

I was back in a desperate situation.

I had lost my father, and now was going to lose my mother. I was going to be alone. I and my bad luck!

I screamed, and screamed. But my terrified screams just echoed in my head. For my mom I gave a firm nod. 'You'll be fine. You're always fine'.

I knew. I knew I was a curse. I knew I couldn't be so happy without a cost. I knew something bad had happened. I wanted to be with my mother and say that everything was going to work out and give her my full support.

But I did no such thing.

Instead I shoved under my steel trap. 'I have to go. I have an important meeting in the office'.

'Caroline'. My mom grabbed my arm, with eyes full of apprehension and fear. And disbelief in my attitude.

I pulled my arm back gently and I gave her a weak smile. 'We talk later'.

And then I went out, leaving her at the restaurant alone.

…

These last few months flaming made me bury my heads in the sand, pretending that there were no consequences for loving people and took me to where I was today. Only six months of relocation and the floor had been ripped out from under me again.

That was selfish.

I knew that.

I jumped up suddenly with the sound of my ringtone. Heavy stomach with fear, I pulled it out and I exhaled a sigh of relief when I saw it was a call from Elena.

'Hey' I replied hoarsely.

'Care' Elena spoke, sounding surprisingly lively. 'How are you? I'm just calling to let you know that Stefan and I are flying to there in three days and then we go to London to stay with his uncle at Christmas. We're just going to take the train, so I need your address, Darling.'

Terrible moment. 'Things are a little strange in the apartment at the time. I can meet you for coffee instead?'

'Jesus, Care, you sound like hell. Is everything okay?'

I don't want to talk about it over the phone. 'I'll explain when I find you. Can be in a cup of coffee?'

'Yeah, okay', she still looked worried, 'The coffee shop of bookstore on Princes Street. 3p.m, Monday'.

'I see you there', so I hung up, my eyes scanning the view and then traveling up to the white clouds.

….

When I arrived to the magazine, a malaise lodged in my stomach and I just ran to the bathroom and threw all my lunch out. When my legs stopped shaking, I got up off the floor, washed my mouth, and straightened my image in the mirror.

Bonnie grabbed me before I could sit in the Conference room and she pulled me all the way back to the hall. Her hands flew to her hips, her eyebrows went up together. 'You're acting very strange since you got back from your lunch'.

I shrugged, enjoying the blanket of numbness that I had found and promptly wrapped around me. 'I'm tired'.

'No'. Bonnie took a step forward, her face etched with concern. 'That's not it, there's something wrong with you, Caroline. Look, I know we were never really close, but you've always been there for me when I wanted to talk about my problems, so if you need to talk to me, I'm here '.

I don't want you to be at my disposal. 'I'm fine'.

She shook her head. 'You have this look, as if they were dead, Caroline. Something happened. Something happened with Klaus?'

Don't. And it's not going to happen. 'No'.

'Caroline.'

'Bonnie, the reunion is about to happen. Don't worry, there's nothing going on, okay?'

She flinched and then she bit his lip. 'Okay'.

I nodded and turned on heels, going back to the boardroom. I saw Bonnie approaching Matt and whisper something to him. His head turned to look at me.

'Caroline, what the hell is going on with you, sweetheart?'

I gave a withering look as a response.

Matt looked to Bonnie. 'I don't think she wants to talk about it'.

When we all sat in the living room, the reunion began. After talking a little about each item that we were doing and Matt delegate the next few articles, I heard a door open and close. Thinking it would be someone who was late for the meeting, I continued to look forward.

The intruder placed himself alongside Matt and I couldn't be more surprised.

'Mom?'

'Hello again, Caroline'.

Matt looked at my mother and then to me. 'Do you guys know each other?'

My mother shook her head to Matt as if he were a child 'Sure, Caroline is my daughter'.

'Mom what are you doing here?'

'I came to work, of course. After all, I couldn't go home without see how my magazine was'.

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