Bonnie sat quietly by your side, her face etched with frustration, her jaw clenched in anger. The weight of the situation seemed to hang over her like a storm cloud. She had always fought for what was right, always stood by you, but since the Mikaelsons came to town, everything had become so much more complicated, so much darker.

She was still haunted by the choice Esther had forced on her—the ultimatum that had put you in danger and placed her in an impossible position. The Original Witch had attacked you, leaving you weakened and vulnerable, all in an effort to get Bonnie to comply. Esther promised her the knowledge to fix Rebekah in exchange for Bonnie’s cooperation, but at the cost of your suffering.

Bonnie’s gaze flickered to you, her expression softening, but only for a moment. She knew what she had to do, but the guilt gnawed at her.

“I’m going to save you,” she whispered, assuming you weren’t awake to hear. Her voice trembled with determination, a vow she made quietly but fiercely. She wasn’t going to let you suffer—not if she could help it. And despite the dark choices ahead, Bonnie wouldn’t let Esther—or anyone—take away the one thing she knew mattered most: your safety.