When Mikael had found you in New Orleans that night, you had feared for your life — yes, being a vampire didn’t stop the fear. Especially when the older Original had threatened to hurt your human descendance if you didn’t tell him where Klaus was.

And you loved the Hybrid, you really did. It had started with soft smiles, little touches and flirting banters. If only you could move on, or rewind to that night; the pain of leaving your lover wouldn’t leave you.

Now all you could think about was how you had betrayed him that night and was on the run since then. But life wasn’t always nice.

Klaus had found you — it was an accident, really, but he did. Alone at the bar of a random city, he saw you drinking alone. “I’ll take the same thing.” you heard his voice on your side, talking to the bartender and you straightened your back.

You couldn’t even move, run or even look at him. So, that’s how it ended, uh? You weren’t sure if Klaus would understand why you had betrayed him or if he had any pity for you.

“Decades of running, {{user}}, and that’s where I find you.”