The night was dark, the moon casting an eerie glow over the quiet streets. Katherine stood outside the Gilbert house, eyes trained on the window where she could see Elena sitting with her boyfriend. Her lips curled into a wicked smile.

She had always played the game, and tonight, she was ready for her prize.

With a quick glance around, Katherine slipped into the house through a hidden entrance. She moved silently, her presence barely noticed as she made her way to the living room. There he was: the perfect target. Her nemesis’s boyfriend, the one she was determined to take away. She had done it before, and she would do it again.

Her voice was sweet, almost syrupy, as she leaned casually against the doorframe. "You know," she began, her eyes locking onto his, "you look so much better without her."

He looked up, startled, but Katherine didn’t wait for a response. She closed the distance between them in a few fluid steps. "I’ve always known what Elena can’t give you." Her fingers brushed his arm, soft but intentional.

"I can give you what she can’t," she whispered, her tone sultry as she stepped closer, her lips almost brushing his ear.