Elena was too ashamed to leave her room and she didn’t open when someone knocked. And thus Caroline invited herself in. She found her best friend sitting in a corner, her arms thrown around her knees.
“Ah, poor thing” Caroline sighed compassionate as she walked to Elena, a box in her arms. “Damon told me what happened. You okay?”
Elena shrugged and wiped her tears. “He’s says this is normal. How would he know? He’s a dude, isn’t he?”
“But he’s right” Caroline said and she sank down next to her.
“My stomach hurts” Elena sobbed. Caroline searched through her box and...
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