DISCLAIMER:

I don't own The Vampire Diaries or its characters, only my OC Celina.

Also, how freaking long do I have to keep writing that?

The next morning I was awoken by my phone ringing. I wanted nothing more than to ignore it and continue sleeping, but with Ric/Klaus still in town, I figured it would be best to answer. I glanced at the caller ID – Elena – before answering.

"Hmm, what is it?" I mumbled, probably incoherently. I pushed a stray lock of hair out of my face.

"Celina, you have to come to the boarding house as soon as you can." Elena whispered urgently, which was unusual.

Even in my hazy state, the tone she used made warning bells ring through my mind. Why the hell was she whispering? And why was I suddenly allowed back at the boarding house? "Lena... what's going on? Does this have anything to do with Elijah?"

"Yes, it does." She continued whispering, and paused. "I undaggered Elijah right before I called you. He hasn't woken up yet, but I need you over here right now... And don't let Stefan or Damon know! They're both asleep right now."

"Okay, okay, I'll get ready and be right over."

We hung up simultaneously, and I immediately jumped out of bed feeling just slightly better than I had when I got in it last night. Which meant I felt incredibly shitty. My friend had just died, and that wasn't something I could get over in one night.

Glad that I showered after the dance last night, I dressed in the first clothes I saw in my closet – a crimson dress, a loose black cardigan, and boots – before applying a smudge of concealer beneath my bloodshot eyes to hide the shadows, though the bags were obvious. Eh, whatever.

I wouldn't have even bothered with any concealer if it weren't for the fact that I looked as shitty as I felt.

As I grabbed my car keys, I saw my Ruby in Zoisite necklace. I eyed it quickly, before throwing the long leather strap over my head and letting the crystal rest just below my bust.

I went speeding to the boarding house and parked on the street, sprinting up the driveway as quietly as I could and hoping to get there before Elijah awoke. I had no such luck, but I don't think I missed much.

The handsome Original had suddenly appeared crouched over and breathing heavily at the front door when I arrived, and I looked in dismay at his half-burned suit that was covered in pale dirt.

Had the Salvatores really attempted to burn him while he was immobilized and practically dead? That was such a cowardly move!

I rushed over to Elijah and threw my arm over his shoulders, attempting to help him stand and failing. He looked up at me in shock and something else I couldn't put my finger on when I held my other arm in front of his face, my bare wrist near his mouth.

"You need blood." I stated simply, willing to lend a vein for once. No vampire had ever drank my blood before, but I had never been okay with giving it up until now. When Elijah shook his head, I rolled my eyes. "Look, you've just been undaggered and you're weak. Please, I insist you drink my blood."

He only continued to hold my gaze as, for the first time, I saw the veins appear under his now dark eyes and his canines elongate into deadly fangs. He didn't even look away when he slowly bit into the soft flesh of my wrist.

It stung less than I thought it would, but I kept my muscles relaxed, and the small pain soon faded into the strangest sensation. It was incredibly uncomfortable, but there was also something very... erotic about the moment. The discomfort turned into a twisted sort of pleasure, and I whimpered in distaste when Elijah stopped drinking. He saw my sad look and kissed the last drops of blood away from my wrist as we both stood.

His demeanor seemed quite awkward all of a sudden. "Thank you, Celina. That was very kind of you."

"Anytime," I assured him, but my vaguely good mood faded when I saw Elena rushing down the hallway towards us.

She stopped when she saw me helping Elijah, and he turned to towards her with rage flashing in his eyes. I didn't blame him for being angry at all, understanding that trusting Elena would now be near impossible for him, even if she did pull the dagger out.

The Original rushed towards her but was stopped at the invisible barrier keeping uninvited vampires out.

Ah, so that was why he'd looked so in pain when I arrived... other than the fact he'd been dead for a while.

Elijah stared at my twin angrily for a few seconds. "What happened?" He finally asked, annoyance clear in his tone.

"Shh." Elena put a finger to her lips, then pointed upstairs, and I remembered what she'd told me about not letting Stefan or Damon know. She continued in a faint whisper that I strained to hear. "Celina and I will tell you. Not here." She paused. "Can I trust you?"

The Original leaned forward. "Can I trust you?" He whispered back.

Elena sighed and nodded, before handing him the silver dagger. She looked reluctant to let it go, but I internally applauded her for being smart. For once. I was extremely glad when Elijah actually took the dagger.

"We'll take my car." I whispered, then inclined my head to the end of the driveway. "It's at the street. Let's go."

"Okay, you two go ahead," Elena said, smiling lightly, "I'll be right back."

Elijah and I went back to the car to wait for her, but luckily we didn't have to wait long. Elena had a bag of blood that she handed to Elijah, as she hadn't seen the bite mark on my wrist that was now covered by the sleeve of my cardigan. But I didn't want her to see it either. Knowing my twin, she'd see offering my blood up to an Original as a betrayal.

Elijah took the blood gratefully, and I knew he was being genuine. He hadn't taken very much of my blood, otherwise I assume I would've been feeling a bit woozy and unable to drive.

But as it turned out, I was fine. I was upset that Elijah hadn't taken as much as I'd been willing to give him, but also glad he'd let me not be dizzy and unhelpful.

I pulled the car over in a random street and turned to Elijah when he'd finished the blood. "You look a lot better." I told him warmly. It was true – his skin had returned to its normal color, and even while sitting in a car, he looked as if he was energized.

"Thank you, Celina." He replied with a small smile, though the way he looked at me was strange, before addressing Elena in the back seat. "Where did you get the dagger?"

"I'll tell you everything," she replied, looking at the man warily. "But we have to work together, Elijah. I need your word."

"Your ability to make demands has long passed." Did Elijah just sound a little sarcastic? I tried to smile but I just couldn't make the sides of my mouth lift with amusement. The Original noticed and frowned at me.

Elena frowned as well, but for a different reason. "No demands. I'm offering you my help. And in return, I want yours."

"I have Celina on my side already. We have earned each others trust, which is more than enough." He looked bored now. "So why should I even consider this?"

"The same reason that you haven't killed me. You need my help to kill Klaus, not just Celina's. And I need you."

Why on earth would Elijah need the both of us? I grimaced at my sister's last sentence, when her phone buzzed. She glanced at it uncertainly before answering.

"Yes, I'm fine." She said exasperatedly, and I assumed it was Stefan. "He's right here with Celina and I. No, Stefan, us three need some time alone." Pause. "Elijah is a noble man, Stefan. He lives by a code of honor. My sister and I can trust him. He knows that I'd be incredibly stupid to betray him again. By removing the dagger, I have proven myself. It's my decision, Stefan. Please respect it. And make sure that Damon doesn't do anything stupid. I'll be in touch."

She hung up, and I rolled my eyes. Elena had obviously used the call as an excuse to prove to Elijah that she was willing to be on his side and that she did trust him. But I didn't complain, and was instead thankful that she was finally on the smart team in the grand scheme of things.

Elijah held out his hand for Elena's phone and smirked at her, silently saying that if she really wanted to prove her trust, she'd give him her connection to the Salvatores. Elena took a deep breath before handing her phone over, and the Original put it in his pocket.

It was time to drop the bomb. "You know who is here, and I don't mean Voldemort."

Elijah frowned. "Klaus is here?" I nodded and frowned right back. Klaus killed Bonnie. He had to die.

"He's currently possessing Alaric's body." I continued, but realization dawned in Elijah's eyes so I didn't elaborate.

"Of course he has." He said to himself, before turning back to me. "One of his favorite tricks."

Elena looked nervous. "Well, what are his other tricks? What is he gonna do next? You're the only one who knows him."

"Yes, I do." Elijah was slowly getting lost in his thoughts, his eyes growing vacant, and it mildly freaked me out. What was he thinking? Was he reliving a memory he shared with Klaus?

I waved my hand in front of his face, but got no reaction until I started clicking my fingers. When Elijah came back into the present, I raised my eyebrows at him. "Before we you lose you to the recesses of your infinite mind, is there anywhere you'd like to go? Your once lovely suit has definitely seen better days."

He looked down at his suit as if noticing the burn holes for the first time and chuckled. "Yes, I'd like to pay a visit to Mayor Lockwood actually."

I was confused by why he'd want to visit her in his current state, but just shrugged and drove off. We were fairly close to the Lockwood mansion already, so it only took a few minutes to drive there.

Not knowing where to park, I decided to just stop in the driveway right near the front door. We got out and Elijah rung the doorbell. Even though I was friends with Tyler, I hadn't ever been to his house casually, so it seemed strange for me to be there without a huge crowd gathered for whatever event was happening.

Mrs Lockwood answered the door less than a minute later, and I could tell by her gray trench coat and handbag that she was about to go somewhere.

"Elijah? Elena and Celina?" She asked, definitely not expecting us. Honestly, I'd have been shocked if she was. "What are you doing here?" She glanced down at Elijah's suit. "What happened?"

Elena and I kept our mouths shut, letting the Original reply.

"I've had a bit of an incident, Carol. I'm hoping you could help." He explained, somewhat vaguely.

Carol looked a little confronted. "Well, I'm on my way to a meeting so—"

"I won't take a minute of your time." Elijah said, almost ominously, compelling the mayor.

Carol suddenly smiled. "Of course. Anything you need."

"Thank you."

We all walked in, and I again tried to smile, this time to Mrs Lockwood in thanks, but I gave up. I noticed Elijah glance down at his suit, looking amused. Making the best of a bad situation? I had no idea.

He smiled. "Well, first things first. I'm going to need a change of clothing."

"Well," the mayor mused, eyeing his clothes once again, "we could try one of my husband's suits. I haven't boxed them up yet."

"Wonderful." Elijah smiled warmly.

I had noticed the melancholy tone when Carol mentioned her husband, and I couldn't help but think about all the people who had died since the Salvatore's got here. I knew it wasn't their fault for all the deaths; it was mine and Elena's. And only because we were the Petrova doppelgangers.

We were born as doppelgangers, so I guess it wasn't entirely our fault, but I couldn't help but feel guilty anyway. Bonnie was dead because of us! Because of me. I wanted Klaus to be killed for what he'd done, but I also couldn't wait to die in the ritual, so I'd finally be free of all this remorse.

I felt a tear slide down my cheek, and I numbly stumbled over to one of the chaise lounges nearby. I only then realized that Elijah had disappeared somewhere, but Elena was still here, and when she saw me crying she came over and put an arm around my shoulders.

"Hey, shh, shh." She tried to sooth, as I sobbed into my hands. "Cell, what's wrong?"

I only shook my head and cried harder. What was wrong?! Bonnie was dead! That's what was wrong! But how could Elena not even seem to care? She was closer to Bonnie than I had been, but she was acting like everything was normal. Like it was just any other day.

A sudden burst of anger shot through me, and I shrugged Elena's arm off. I wiped the tears from my eyes and glared up at her, putting all of the hate I felt into it. Now I couldn't wait to die, just so I could finally be rid of her.

It felt like all this hate towards my sister had been building up for a while now, but I only just realized it.

Carol waved to us as she left for her meeting, and a few minutes later Elijah came back down. He had recently showered, the pale dirt gone from his skin, his hair wet and neatly combed. The suit he was lending from a dead man was nice, but a bit fancier than what he usually wore.

He glanced at me curiously and almost worriedly, obviously noticing how stiff I was and that my bloodshot eyes were now red and puffy from crying now too. Or at least I assumed they were. The silence in the room was tense, until Elijah finally broke it.

"So I assume the Martin witches are no longer with us?" He asked, though the question was directed at Elena.

She looked down guiltily. "No." Great, more added to the list of those who've died. Just fucking great. "I'm sorry."

I couldn't help but sneer at her, and Elijah noticed. Luckily for me, he decided not to mention it.

"And Katerina?" He asked instead. "She would have been released from my compulsion when I died."

Holy shit. Could people stop talking about dying and death for just once? Please?

"Klaus took her." Elena explained quietly. Elijah blinked and almost looked upset? Did he actually like Katherine? "We think she may be dead."

Elijah smiled lightly. "I doubt that. Not Klaus's style. Death would be too easy for her after what she did."

"I don't understand," Elena stated with a shake of her head. "You say that you want Klaus dead… but you still made Katherine pay for betraying him."

"I have my own reasons for wanting Katerina to pay." The Original replied stonily, but his face quickly turned thoughtful. "There was a time I'd have done anything for Klaus... Klaus is my brother."

I hadn't been too involved in the conversation, but I had to raise my eyebrows at that. Well, that explains the loyalty then.

"I heard that," Elena blinked rapidly and shook her head. "I'm still processing."

"Yes, I'm a little behind on the times, but I believe the term you're searching for is OMG." Elijah said casually, taking a sip of some tea. It was genuinely funny, but I still couldn't find it in me to be happy.

Now I was just getting pissed off. Bonnie would've wanted me to be strong. To make sure that we all worked together in bringing Klaus down. But even though I was trying so damn hard, I just couldn't get out of his melancholy.

I fidgeted my hands in my lap and tried to hold back the tears that burned in my eyes yet again. I saw Elena turn to me worriedly, but I just glared at her once again. Swallowing thickly, I turned my gaze to Elijah.

"Is Klaus your only sibling?" I asked, not really caring for the answer right then, but needing to keep the conversation rolling.

Elijah smiled. "No, I had many siblings actually." He got up and made his way over to a gold-framed mirror on one wall.

"There's a whole family of Originals?" Elena asked, shocked.

"My father was a wealthy landowner in a village in Eastern Europe." Elijah explained to us, straightening his collar and doing the last couple of buttons up. "Our mother bore seven children."

Elena got up too. "So your parents were human?"

"Our whole family was." He turned so he could face us both properly. "Our origin as vampires is a very long story, Elena. Just so you know, we're the oldest vampires in the word? We are The Original Family and from us, all vampires were created."

"Right, but Klaus is your brother." Elena pointed out. "And you want him dead?"

Elijah just stared at her, and I could physically see him holding back from rolling his eyes. "I need some air. I'm still feeling a tad…" He pretended to think for the right word. "Dead. Come."

I jumped up and followed him instantly, feeling Elena hesitate but she caught up to us a few seconds later. We made our way through the huge mansion and out the main backdoor, then down the many stone steps. Too many steps.

"So as you've seen, nothing can kill an Original." Elijah stated nonchalantly. "Not sun, not fire, not even a werewolf bite. Only the wood from one tree. A tree my family made sure burned."

Elena frowned. "That's where the white ash for the dagger comes from."

"Yes. The witches won't allow anything truly immortal to walk the Earth. Every creature needs to have a weakness in order to maintain balance."

"So if the sun can't kill an Original," Elena threw her arms out in frustration, "why is Klaus so obsessed with breaking the Sun and Moon curse?"

"Right," Elijah grinned to himself and stared off into the distance, obviously remembering some sort of inside joke. "The Curse of the Sun and the Moon. It's all so biblical sounding, don't you think?"

He stopped at a bridge and leaned against the railing, turning back to see what we thought. It sounded to me like he was insinuating that the curse wasn't actually real. But if it wasn't real, then what was the doppelganger sacrifice and moonstone for?

My twin just looked clueless. "What's so funny?"

"I think Celina might have an idea." Elijah said with his smile still in place, and nodded to me.

He had made the curse sound fake, and acted like it was an inside joke. "Did you and Klaus make up the curse?"

"Yes." Elijah nodded, seemingly glad that I had caught on to what he'd been saying. "I helped Klaus fabricate the story, while he spread it falsely through history."

Elena frowned again. Gods, she was going to get wrinkles. "I don't understand. So Klaus drew the Aztec sketches about the curse?"

"Roman scrolls, African tribal etchings… and any other continent we felt like planting it in." Elijah explained.

"But why?"

"The easiest way to discover the existence of a doppelganger, or to get your hands on some long-lost moonstone, is to have every single member of two warring species on the lookout for it."

"So it's not Aztec at all?" Elena questioned with her hands on her hips. I rolled my eyes at her blatant idiocy.

"No Elena, it's obviously not." I snapped, then turned to see Elijah smiling at me.

"The Sun and the Moon Curse isn't real." Elijah shrugged, bemused. "It's fake."

He began strolling across the bridge and again I followed.

"What?" Elena demanded, hurrying after us yet again.

Elijah didn't answer her again until we were walking beside a pretty pond, me strolling beside him and Elena a couple of feet behind us.

"Klaus and I faked the Sun and Moon Curse, dating back over a thousand years." He explained, again, to my sister who has obviously been hit on the head too much lately.

"But if there's no curse—"

"There's a curse." Elijah and I interrupted Elena simultaneously, making him smirk and Elena grimace. Elijah continued. "Just not that one. The real one's much worse. It's a curse placed on Klaus."

Elena's phone buzzed in his pocket while she continued looking dubious. "What are you talking about?"

"Klaus has been trying to break it the last thousand years and either of you are his last hope." He stopped and turned to face my sister, while her phone continued to buzz in her pocket. It was starting to irritate me, so I couldn't imagine how it made Elijah feel.

"Well, what is this curse?" Elena asked, asking the first smart question to come out of her mouth all day.

Her phone buzzed again and Elijah looked thoroughly pissed off as he pulled it out. "Your phone will not stop its incessant buzzing. Answer it, please."

Elena took it quickly and held the phone to her ear. "Stefan—" She cut off, her brows furrowing. "What's wrong? No." She paused, then scrunched her eyes closed. "No, no, no, I- Okay, I'll be right there." She hung up and glanced to me, then Elijah. "Klaus went after Jenna. We have to go to her."

"That's not part of the day's arrangement." Elijah glared at her.

"She's our family, Elijah. Celina and I have to go." Elena almost yelled, getting upset. "We have to. We'll be back. You have my word."

Elijah sighed, but still looked defiant. "That doesn't mean anything to me until you live up to it. Celina will stay with me, to ensure your return."

Elena looked to me and I nodded, worried about Jenna, and then back to Elijah. "Thank you." She whispered, then hurried off.

He stared after her for a moment, before turning and staring at me intensely. "What's wrong, Celina? I know you've been crying."

I let out a shaky sigh. "Klaus killed Bonnie last night." My voice broke and my eyes burned again, but I tried to hold back my tears. A few escaped anyway. But before I could wipe them away, Elijah handed me a handkerchief. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome." He smiled sadly at me.

After I wiped the tears from my eyes and pulled myself together, I peaked up at the Original and asked the first thing that came to my mind. "Why didn't you drink much of my blood? I know you were still thirsty by the way you gulped down the bag of blood."

"You're frail enough. I didn't want to add to it." At my questioning glance, Elijah continued, but not before he swept his gaze down my body. But he didn't seem to be checking me out this time. "Celina, when was the last time you ate?"

I shrugged, wondering why he would ask me something so random. "I had some yogurt before the decade dance last night, why?"

"When was the last time you ate a full meal?" He ignored my question.

I had to think about this one, and the answer shocked me. "Um, it was the night of the dinner party… when you were daggered the first time." I said bashfully, not meeting his gaze. That dinner was a while ago.

But Elijah held my chin gently and made me look up at him. "I want you to eat more, Celina. You're getting far too skinny."

I wanted to scoff and pull my chin away, but I didn't. His skin against mine felt too nice. "I don't know what you mean. I'm the same size as Elena and she's perfectly healthy."

"No, you're not." He shook his head slowly and frowned. "You're right that Elena is healthy… but you, you're wasting away. How could you not notice?"

"When I look in the mirror, I see my makeup and clothing, not my body." I averted my eyes from his heavy gaze. "I don't eat very often because I don't get hungry much, or because I forget to. I guess I haven't really thought about what it was doing to my body."

Elijah's frown deepened. "What are your sleeping habits like?"

"Normal, I guess. Sometimes I have nights where I toss and turn, or ones where I just can't sleep at all. Nothing unusual."

"I see." Elijah nodded, deep in thought. "What about friends? Do you go out much?"

"Why so many questions?" I demanded, a little pissed off. Elijah just stared, waiting for me to continue. "Okay, well, I have a few friends. Caroline, Damon, Tyler… Bonnie." I took a deep breath. "I don't go out as much as Elena might, but I like to visit the Falls. I like my solitude."

I turned away when I saw Elijah's expression. It was full of pity, and I didn't appreciate it at all. I especially didn't appreciated when he grasped my shoulder and forced me to face him again.

"Celina, I think you have depression." He told me in all seriousness. "You show a fair few of the signs, and frankly, I'm worried about you."

I glared at him, suddenly angry. "Why should you be? I'm going to die soon anyway, so you can kill your stupid brother."

I turned to walk away but Elijah grabbed my arm again and spun me around. "Please, let me help you. I don't want you to go through with this because of some suicidal thoughts."

"Suicidal thoughts?" I opened my mouth in shock. "I don't care if you think I'm showing the 'signs', Elijah. I'm not depressed and I'm certainly not suicidal!"

"Yes, you are!" He insisted. I turned on my heel again, and again he spun me back around. On instinct, or maybe just because I was beyond pissed off, I slapped Elijah across the face.

"Fuck you!" I spat, slowly backing away. "I don't care how old you are and how much you think you know. Because guess what, Elijah. You know almost nothing about me! Now leave me alone, I'm going back to the mansion."

The expression on his face was forlorn, which confused me. Why the hell would me slapping him affect him so much? Elena daggered him and he was only angry, not upset like this.

I shook my head, and this time I managed to turn away without Elijah grabbing me, but I could've sworn he muttered to himself, "Why does it always end up being a doppelganger?"

Whatever that means.

A/N: Argh, Oh, my God! I'm so sorry this took so long to get out. I had written half of it when I lost my inspiration, and then I got distracted by other fanfics and life in general. I know it's no excuse, but I got back in the zone by reading a few short Elijah/OC fics :)

The ending wasn't gonna be like that, but it kinda just wrote itself, so I hope you like it. Celina really does have the Petrova fire ;) But is Elijah right? Is she really depressed? Only time will tell!

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lalaa365: Neither can I ;) But don't worry, if all goes according to plan, then there'll be one in the next chapter!

red05: Thank you, and I'm glad you liked it! I almost didn't add the bit where she found the others and saw Bonnie 'die', but I'm really glad I did.

Lucy Greenhill: Thank you! :)

StephanieLockedInTheTARDIS: Slapping in this chapter, but none for Damon. Though you may rest assured to know that she will definitely slap him sometime in the future! You're definitely right about that, Damon really needs to use his brain sometimes.

Bella-swan11: Celina is really confused and over-emotional over everything at the moment, and doesn't know what to do I guess. But I really like what you think she should do and what your thoughts of this story are :)

ChristinaAguileraFan: Thank you! And Elijah is back in this chapter, so I hope you enjoyed it.

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Jana: And I'm really glad you like it! And also that you think they will, it means a lot to me!

lunabloodmoon666: Thank you so, so much! Sorry this update too so long, but I hope you like it.

okamistar: Elijah was undaggered! I don't want to give too much away, but Klaus decision of whether he uses Celina or Elena will come very soon :)

ManonVarendaz: I'm so glad you didn't give up on it straight away! I have plenty of ideas for this story, and I'm hoping that you'll like them. No problem!

Alu Riversong: Don't worry, I know exactly how you feel. I've done that to a similar story to this because it hasn't been updated in such a long time, but the second it updates, I'll be playing catchup for sure! I'm really hoping to start popping out chapters now that The Replacement is on hold and I've found my inspiration for this once again :) I'm glad you think so! And omg, I'm actually moving to America in 2 years, so we should totally meet up and talk about him! (I swear to God that I actually am a 19-year-old Aussie girl and not some middle-aged creeper).

I based Celina on one of my friends actually (mostly the hair, love of crystals, and love of fashion), but her personality kinda wrote itself. You see more of her Petrova fire in the chapter, brought on by the heartache of Bonnie's death. When is she gonna find out Bonnie's not really dead? Who knows... ;) And Elijah points out why that is in the chapter, but of course Celina doesn't believe him. She's in denial, severely.

Thank you! It might feel like it speeds up around the time of the sacrifice, but trust me, this fic won't jump into a relationship. :)

tate4eva: You're welcome! I was planning on saving Kol some way or another, and I don't know how I could possibly make Caroline pregnant, but there will be a LOT of Klaroline ;) I'm not sure if I'll add Hayley's pregnancy or not. Who knows what might happen to her? And I love Stebekah, so I'll definitely add a fair bit of that. I'm glad you are. It's a little daunting to make Elijah seem interested in Celina without him being OOC, so I'm glad it's coming across well.

Really? I'm so glad there's another who's read the books! I seriously wish the show added the fox twins - that would've been one hell of a twist! They're so completely evil, it's great. Yeah, Celina isn't a straight-A genius, but she isn't dumb either. She knows how to put clues together faster than most of the others, especially Elena. I will!

RebeliousOne: Thank you! You may or may not have guessed correctly ;) Klaus will definitely have an interest in Celina, but it won't be as strong as his eventual attraction to Caroline. And while Celina doesn't really love Elijah yet, she does feel very strongly for him. If she didn't, she wouldn't have gotten so angry at him in this chapter hehehe

Thank you so much to all my readers! And over 100 followers already? Omg you guys are awesome!