Two: Salute, Little Mix
As Caroline yanked the man's heart from his chest, she could feel his eyes on her. Intense, like they could melt her, read her mind.
But she was strong, ageless, fearless. A warrior, hidden within an unassuming blonde form.
"Where did you learn-" Stefan trailed off.
"To be strong? To embrace what we are, Stefan? Where do you think?"
"Klaus," he spoke dismayed.
Caroline was not, she felt more herself than she ever had before.