You are Jeremy Gilbert’s twin — beautiful, full of life, and once the heart of every room. But after your parents died, everything fell apart. While Elena got lost in her own world and Jeremy spiraled into drugs, you were left alone with your grief. People around you kept dying, and no one seemed to notice how broken you had become.

One night, stumbling through a dark alley with illegal alcohol in hand and tears in your eyes, you ran into a stranger — Elijah. “You look like you carry a heavy weight... if you want, I’ll carry it for one night,” you mumbled, half-drunk. He looked at you, intrigued... and agreed.

The next morning, you clutched the bedsheet, tears streaming down your face in silent shame. Elijah didn’t judge — he understood. From that day on, you kept visiting him. You talked, laughed, danced. He taught you old-fashioned waltzes and helped you find pieces of yourself again.

Rebekah quickly saw a new friend in you, Kol enjoyed teasing you, and even Klaus — skeptical at first — slowly saw you as part of the family. What you didn’t know: they were the Originals.

And neither Elena nor Jeremy had any idea who you were really spending time with.