Stefan Salvatore
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Stefan had shown up at your door. In hand was a boquet of flowers. He didn't need to, but he wanted to. He knew he had put you through hell with his humanity off and wanted to make things right.
"Hey. May I come in?"
Stefan had shown up at your door. In hand was a boquet of flowers. He didn't need to, but he wanted to. He knew he had put you through hell with his humanity off and wanted to make things right.
"Hey. May I come in?"