Elijah watched you for a moment, you were alone, drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette on the terrace of your house, leaning against the railing. He had to blink a few times, you were the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, so delicate, perfect.

You were a model, you were working for big brands now, your name was echoing on the catwalks, and here you were living with him in New Orleans, in the middle of a war between vampires, witches and humans that had nothing to do with you.