Bloodlines @wingedladycolette
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They reached the end of the conversation with that one. Without looking around and investigating, there wasn't a lot more that could be done besides idle speculation. But Bonnie was curious about where this power came from and would be cracking open some grimoires to see if she could find anything that might help them.

It was some time afterward that they all settled in for the night after Caroline snarfed down another few blood bags and got some pizza to hold over Bonnie - and Caroline because pizza sounded great, leaving the door open between both rooms. Caroline sort of thought that it was weird that Klaus would insist on it, but his gaze kept lowering to her stomach contemplatively and she figured this was just his knee-jerk reaction to all this new information. As much as their friends like to capitalize on it, Caroline knows that her safety and her health is important to Klaus. He has made that clear to her even if she rebuffs his actions with annoyance.

Now, growing inside of her is a child. A child that is a piece of both of them. So either he's funneling his care for her into this situation, or, like her, he's starting to accept this new reality and is reacting like a normal person. He wants to protect his child. Perhaps she's giving him too much credit, but a small part of her always believed that there was good in him. She was always holding out hope that he would surprise her. That he would be the decent man that he only ever offers her glimpses of.

But as tired as she was, her racing mind refused to let her rest peacefully. She's not sure what her nightmares were, just that she woke up more than once to the sound of her own crying. After the second or third time in the silence of the two rooms, Bonnie finally rolled over and wrapped her arms around Caroline's waist, hugging her close and Caroline promised that no matter how long it takes, or what needs to be done, Bonnie will feel as appreciated as Caroline does right at this moment.

Bonnie held her close as she cried softly, slipping back to sleep as someone takes her hand, making hers feel tiny in his grip, and he kisses her hair before placing his other hand on her head. She feels him touch her mind and she has an aching suspicion of who did it when the rest of her night was spent dreaming about riding horses. And a beautiful dark horse by the name of Theo.

Suddenly, Caroline's dreams were filled with all the things she loved. Horses, people, her friends. And she's back in Mystic Falls with everyone she loves. And her dream is good. And in the briefest of moments, when her eyes found Klaus in the crowd of loved ones, his smile was soft and sweet, before he vanished into nothing.

Caroline woke up the next morning with Bonnie still wrapped around her waist, comforting her beyond words. It's dawn, Caroline can tell from the sound of the birds chirping. She slowly unravels herself from Bonnie and sits up, glancing over at the bed next to hers to see Stefan is turned away with his back to her.

Caroline slips her toms on and grabs a cardigan from her open suitcase and one of the keys to the hotel before slipping out. She walks down the hall to the elevator, hitting the down bottom and waiting. There is the rhymic ding of the elevator as it climbs to their floor. The door opens up slowly and she steps into it, turning around and then looks at the spot next to her to see Klaus standing there.

"Out for a morning stroll?"

"Yeah," Caroline says softly. "I need some air." They stand in silence for a moment, listening to the gentle ding of the elevator as it descends to the bottom floor. "What about you? You're up early."

"Couldn't sleep," he says flippantly. Caroline looks over to see he was already in jeans, boots and a henley long sleeve shirt.

"I'm sorry," Caroline says softly. "I know I kept waking everyone up last." The door opens and they walk out into the lobby and then out through the front doors onto the street. She crosses her arms over her chest as they walk side by side down the street with no destination in mind. The morning is chilled, feeling good after spending all night with Bonnie pressed up against her back like a little heater.

"It's not your fault," Klaus says easily, grabbing onto his wrist in front of himself as they go, blue eyes watching the streets around them protectively. Caroline knows it's probably not smart to be wandering around out in the open like this, but thankfully Klaus isn't stopping her from roaming about. She needed this space, even if only for a moment. They walk around in silence around the block before making their way back toward the hotel in relative silence, their shoulders bumping into each other occasionally before Caroline finally whispers, softly, "I'm not going to get to go home for a while, will I?"

Klaus presses his lips together tightly for a moment, blue eyes still roaming the streets, trained to look for threats over years of paranoia that enemies lurked in every shadow. "Yes," Klaus admits, his voice soft. "I'm sorry, Caroline."

So Klaus, later on that day, brings them to this old plantation home and the first thing that they did was bring someone over to sign the deed of the house over to Bonnie. Bonnie gave Klaus the dirtiest look before going inside to sign the agreement of the house while Caroline, Klaus, Elijah, and Stefan stayed outside to wait for it to be done.

"How are you feeling, Care?"

Caroline looks over at Stefan, shrugging her shoulders a bit. "I'm okay," she says, wrapping the cardigan around herself a bit more, feeling a bit of a chill despite the heat. "I'm just thinking about how I'm going to call my mom and tell her that I'm not coming home. At least for a little while." She looks down at her phone again, wondering what to do before sighing and shoving it into her back pocket then folding her arms over her chest. "I can't keep thinking about this. I'm going to drive myself crazy."

"You have to tell her," Stefan says, leaning against one of the pillars with his hands stuffed into his pocket. "Even if you don't want to talk about it. You have to face her sooner or later."

"How are Elena and Damon doing?" Caroline snaps back. "You can't keep ignoring it even if you don't want to talk about it. You have to face her sooner or later."

Stefan's eyebrows shot toward his hairline as Klaus purses his lips in the corner of her vision and Caroline immediately felt bad for running her mouth like that.

"Touche," Stefan says, nodding his head.

"Stefan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it like that." She walks over to the pillar next to the one Stefan was leaning on. "I'm just a little twitchy after all of this. But I know what you're saying. I have to tell her at some point, but I'm not sure I'm going to be able to build up the courage to say something today. I know I have to, but I'm just worried."

"You think Liz will be mad?" Stefan asks, eyebrows pulling together. "Why?"

"Why not?" Caroline says softly, letting out a sigh. "I'm eighteen. I'm not ready to have a baby. I'm still in high school, which I can't even go back to finish, and Bonnie is currently signing for a house that is terribly ironic seeing as it looks like an old plantation home, so that's a thing, but now she's probably not going to finish either because of my situation because she's a great friend. It's not fair and I know she's going to be upset with me because this wasn't part of my plan. I was going to graduate high school, go to college, have fun, then marry the man of my dreams and have two kids. One boy and one girl. I had it all planned out, and I know she's going to be upset that I'm not even going to be able to go to the rest of my senior year."

"Plans fall through sometimes, Caroline," Stefan says softly. "Liz isn't going to be mad about that. It's not something that you can control."

Caroline rests her head against the pillar. "I know it's not my fault, but I'm just jittery and worried and I don't know. I think I'm stressing while panicking at the same time and it's bringing out a strangeness from me."

"Just try to relax," Stefan says softly, reaching out to touch her shoulder. "You're pregnant, so keep that in mind. Let us worry about the stressful stuff. You just try to..." He stares at her. Then decides, kindly, "stay out of your own head."

Caroline rolls her eyes. "I can't. I'm not wired to be able to stay out of my own head."

The door opens before Stefan can respond and the guests leave with Bonnie standing in the doorway, her lips pursed as she turns dark eyes watch them leave. Caroline turns to face Bonnie with her own large blue eyes.

"Is it done, Bonnie?"

"Yes," Bonnie says, holding the door open. "Caroline? Would you like to come in?"

Caroline smiles, pushing off of the pillar to walk over to the threshold of the house, stepping past with no adverse effects. She walks over to the steps and sits down, feeling tired and hungry. Maybe they should go get some food or something.

"Stefan," Bonnie says, turning to the brown-haired younger vampire.

"Bonnie," Stefan says, smiling back at his friend.

"Would you like to come in?"

Stefan nods. "I would love to," he says, stepping past her and into the house, walking over to Caroline, offering her a little nod between looking over at the doorway once more.

Bonnie locks dark eyes with Elijah. "Would you like to come in, Elijah?"

Elijah pulls his own hands from his pocket, tipping his head respectfully and stepping past her into the house.

And that leaves Klaus. The blond offers a pursed lipped smile, obviously uncomfortable to be called out like this. He folds his hands behind his back, stepping up to the other side of the threshold staring down at her. Bonnie mimics his posture, twisting her neck a bit to look up at him, sucking in a deep breath before letting it out nice and slow.

"Bonnie," Caroline says after a moment of silence.

"Listen closely, Klaus," Bonnie says, her voice even and flat. "I don't like you. I really don't like you. But I love Caroline and for some unexplainable reason beyond my understanding, she sees something good in you. But she's always been like that, though. Always willing to give people the benefit of the doubt, especially when they don't deserve it. You understand what I'm saying, don't you?"

Klaus keeps his expression calm but when he speaks, his voice is low, "I think I'm starting to get the picture."

"No," Bonnie snaps, "I don't think you do. In ninth grade, there was Jake..."

Caroline's heart jumps as she flies to her feet. "Bonnie! Oh, come on! Just invite him in so we can go on with our day."

Klaus looks over at her from the doorway, eyebrows pulling together in confusion.

"Uh, who's Jake?" Stefan asks, pulling his hands from his pockets and crossing them over his chest. He looks between Caroline's tightly pinched face and the back of Bonnie's head, that hasn't pulled her eyes away from Klaus in front of her.

"Jake is a boy that used to date Caroline in ninth grade," Bonnie says slowly. "He was charming and pursued her for months before she finally dated him. It started in eighth grade, went through the summer and then a month or so into ninth grade year, they were dating." She takes a tiny step closer to him, somehow looking larger than life even though she was almost an entire foot shorter than Klaus. "It didn't take him long to show who he really was. It started with him separated her from us at every twist and turn to isolate her from us. And it wasn't long after that Elena and I learned that he was beating the heck out of her."

Klaus's lips part, blinking slowly. He stares down into her eyes, processing the it makes her mad. This isn't what this was supposed to be about. She moved past this. She has, and it's not something that she wanted to be aired out like this. She would much rather forget that that part of her life ever even happened. And she knows Klaus, he's a loose cannon, she would hate for something to happen because he can't control himself. Or he feels like he has to do something because of his attraction to her.

"He was from a different school the next town over, met her at a football game," Bonnie says, her voice low. "So when we found out he was beating her up, Matt, Tyler and a couple of other guys got together and roughed him up and sent him packing. Elena and Matt were still dating at the time, so that was probably part of it, but Matt is also a super protective guy by nature. But I learned after that. Even with Tyler and all his anger problems. Caroline has a terrible taste in men."

Shame colors Caroline's face as she runs her hands through her hair. "Bonnie, come on. That was ancient history. I haven't seen him since that night."

Bonnie shakes her head slowly, looking up into Klaus's eyes. "I love her. I love her more than anyone else. She wouldn't say anything about Jake because she knew he would get in trouble. But I promise you, Klaus Mikaelson, your charm, and your wit don't impress me one bit. I learned from Jake. I even learned from Tyler. So let me tell you this, Klaus, I'm not going to let it get that far, either."

Klaus shakes his head slowly, hands sliding forward to his side. "I would never hurt her." Elijah's eyebrows pull together slowly, not really in disbelief but more in thoughtfullness and concern, Caroline doesn't want to even begin to think about what.

"Klaus," Bonnie says simply, her smile frosty, "you might be the strongest being in the world, or just about, but let me tell you something so we are crystal clear. If you hurt her in any way, if you hurt that baby in any way, you will be sorry. You will rue the day I find out you did something. I will use every bit of magic in my body to tear you limb from limb on repeat until I die, or you do."

"Bonnie," Caroline says, shaking her head. "Please. I don't want to talk about any of this anymore. Please." She wraps her arms around herself. "Bonnie, please."

Bonnie closes her eyes for a moment before nodding slowly. Whatever darkness was swirling around in her eyes finally subsiding as she sucks in a deep breath and steps back from the door, nodding slowly. "If we have an understanding, then Klaus, you are welcomed into this home."

Klaus blinks a few times, looking around the inside of the home before stepping past the threshold. He turns to look over at Caroline for a long moment, pale lips pressing together tightly. He stares at Caroline for a long moment, looking heartbroken.

"Okay," Caroline says, looking around at the occupants in the room, wiping the moisture from her eyes. "Let's do something other than talk about me." She presses her lips together for a moment, considering before looking around the house a bit. "How about we clean this place up, instead?"

"You guys are heading into town?" Caroline asks, following Klaus out of the house, as both of them carry out armfuls of sheets from the furniture inside. Klaus tucks them under one arm and opens up the cellar on the side of the house and leads the way down into the darkness. Caroline hears him attempt to turn the light on, but considering it doesn't work, she finds that it's safe to assume that the bulb needs to replaced.

They spent all day yesterday removing stuff from furniture and picking out rooms, before going back to the hotel again for that night so that they would have beds to sleep in that weren't old and musty. The guys removed everything that Caroline and Bonnie immediately vetoed as horrible and disgusting for a furniture company to pick up and either dispose of, or refurbish and resale at their own discretion. So now, it's early morning the next day and everyone is ready to start getting a lay of the land.

"Yes," Klaus says, in the darkness. "Stefan, Elijah, and I are going to town to start searching for answers and information on Marcel and the situation between the witches and the vampires." He walks out into the light cast by the open cellar doors. "Toss those down. No need for you to come all the way down here too."

"Are there bugs down there?" Caroline asks, tossing the pile in her hand down into the arms of the awaiting hybrid. She couldn't help the laugh that escaped her as the light was speckled in flying dust from the old sheets.

"Yes," Klaus says beneath the covers, balling them up before stepping into the darkness again to put them with the rest.

"Ew, then no thank you," Caroline says, crossing her arms while staring down in the darkness. "And maybe you should change your clothes, you're now covered in dust."

"I'm going out for a night on the town, Caroline," Klaus says, reemerging into the light and walking back up the stairs toward her. "You and Bonnie just stay here and we'll be back in a few hours."

Caroline steps out of the way and Klaus makes it to the top and starts closing the doors once more before turning to face her. Caroline sighs, reaching forward and brushing some of the dust from his shoulders while shaking her head. "Not going to happen, Klaus. Bonnie and I are going to the store. Everything in that house is bleak and old. Some of the furniture can be salvaged but I am going to paint my room. And Bonnie's too. Which reminds me," she holds out her hand expectantly, "we are going to need some more furniture for the house, so you should give me a card with a really high limit so that I can get the essentials." She flashes him an award-winning smile.

Klaus smiles back at her. "Furniture shopping, huh?"

Caroline shrugs her shoulders a bit, lowering her hand a bit. "Yes, and Bonnie needs food. And so do I. Our baby is going to be human, I need to eat too." She presses her lips together, looking down at the dirt.

"What?" Klaus asks, stepping closer, tipping his head lower to try and catch her eyes, he brings one hand forward to tip her chin up. "What's wrong?"

"Our baby is probably going to be human, Klaus," Caroline says softly, avoiding his eyes. "What if me drinking blood is hurting it?"

Klaus shakes his head, cupping her jaw with his hands. "No, that's impossible. You need blood to be strong. There is no way it is going to be bad for our baby."

"But it's blood," Caroline says softly, finally meeting Klaus's eyes. "Babies shouldn't be exposed to blood. Not like that. So I want to bring other food into the house too. One, because I am hankering for some mac n' cheese and two, because I'm hoping it will alleviate whatever damage the blood might be doing to our baby."

Klaus shakes his head again, pulling her to his chest and wrapping his arms around her. "Our baby will be alright, Caroline. I know it. But if it will make you feel better, bring whatever you want home."

Caroline nods, wrapping her arms around his waist, thankful that he is being so supportive. She can feel the muscles in his jaw working against her cheek as he wars with himself over something but Caroline is thankful that he's trying so hard. It's scary, for both of them, and when Caroline first heard the news, all she could think about was that she was going to have to do this alone. She knew, rationally, that she wasn't but that was the first thing that crossed her mind when she started to accept the truth.

And to be honest, so far, Klaus has blown her away with how he's acting. He's still tiptoeing around all of this, but over the course of the day, they both keep saying 'our baby' to see how the other would react, and while it's a strange feeling, it's not a bad one. It's just interesting and something to hopefully continue to explore.

"I know you're scared," Caroline says softly, closing her eyes, "I am too. So thank you for trying as hard as you are."

"Of course," Klaus says softly. "I told you when I chased Tyler out of town that I knew he was your first love, but I intended to be your last."

Caroline shakes her head, laughing softly, yet there is a swell in her chest. She's not sure if she's ever going to stop giving him shit, but the fact that he's not interested in dropping her, even though she's slept with him already and his fleeting desire should have come and gone, the fact that he's still here really does mean something to her. And she does appreciate him trying because she's absolutely terrified.

"I have to let you go," Caroline says, finally pulling back. "You are covered in dust." She looks down the front of her body, patting down her chest and pants, trying to get the dust off of her.

Klaus laughs softly, a gentle smile on his lips. He reaches into his back pocket, pulling out a card and passing it over to Caroline. "Get whatever you want. Whatever you need to feel better, but don't leave Bonnie's side. Don't do anything rash, and I will be keeping in touch. I will send you a photo of Marcel when I see him again, and I want you to stay away from him."

"Okay," Caroline says, figuring that was fair. "I'll be sending you guys pictures, so keep your phones on you too. Oh, and you also can't get mad at whatever I bring home, alright?"

Klaus narrows his eyes playfully, a crooked smile working its way across his full, pale lips. "Are you planning on bringing something home that I'm not going to like?"

"I'm not planning on it," Caroline defends herself, "but I'm just covering my bases."

Klaus gives her a look but nods. "Alright, love, if you need me to, I'll promise not to get mad at whatever you bring home."

Caroline nods, tucking a curly strand of blond hair behind her ear. "Good, thank you."

"Niklaus!"

Klaus rolls his eyes, looking droll. "And he calls."

"It's time for you to go," Caroline says, patting his arm. "I'm going to see if Bonnie is ready to go too." The two of them walk toward the front of the house together to see Elijah, Bonnie, and Stefan waiting for them. Bonnie is holding up Caroline's phone and wallet.

"Let's go, Care. If we're going to paint some rooms, or at least get started today, we're going to want to get going as soon as possible," Bonnie says. Caroline takes it and puts Klaus's card in there before looking between the two cars.

"Who's car are we taking?" Caroline asks Bonnie. Stefan runs his hands through his dark hair, letting a big sigh, basically answering her before Bonnie could even open her mouth. "Or are we carpooling..?"

Bonnie grins, holding up Stefan's keys. "Oh no, Care, we are riding in style."

Caroline's face nearly splits in two with her own grin. "Who's driving?"

"Bonnie, please," Stefan says, placing his palms together.

"Hey!" Caroline protests, voice indignant, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm a great driver!"

Stefan gives her a sideways glance. "A bunny hopped in front of us on Main Street, you literally closed your eyes and took your hands off the wheel. I thought we were going to die. Or at least kill everyone else on the street."

"You are being so over-dramatic Stefan!" Caroline sighs, shaking her head. "Fine, you don't want me driving the love of your life? I don't want to either." She waves her hand dismissively, pretending to be insulted. "Let's go, Bonnie!"

"Bye guys," Bonnie says, sliding over to the driver's side.

"Keep your phone on, Caroline," Klaus reminds her as the men walk over to his car.

"You too!" Caroline calls back. "And I mean all of you. I will be sending pictures and I expect a prompt response." She points at them. "If I don't get it, I'm going to assume on your behalf." A pause, then, "I might just anyway. But keep your phones on anyway."

Honestly, this was probably the best day Caroline has had in a while. And it was so great to have Bonnie there with her. She wished Elena could be there too, and she knew that she still had to admit to what's going on to her other best friend, but it was nice to get away from the drama for a little while and just go shopping with Bonnie.

They started at the paint shops, picking out a color for Bonnie, a pretty lilac purple for her room and then they got a lot of other colors too because Caroline can't decide what she wanted. Her room back in Mystic Falls was yellow, which she liked, but she didn't really want this one to be yellow. She's not sure what she wants, so she got a bunch of different colors, that way she can change her mind later if she wants.

Bonnie and Caroline huddled together when Klaus sent her a shot of their vampire enemy, Marcel Gerard. It was kind of a far away shot, so it was hard to make out a lot of the finer features of their supposed enemy, but it was enough that they would at least be able to keep an eye out for him, but seeing as Klaus was taking discreet pictures of him, they probably weren't going to let him out of their sights for now.

Caroline sent Klaus about a million messages about colors and furniture when the girls got their paints and then moved on and went to look for beds and couches and other things to fill that big house. She sent a bunch to Stefan too and even got Elijah's number from Klaus so that she could send some to him so that she knew what he was interested in for his room.

Thankfully, Bonnie is a saint and knew Caroline better than anyone else, and had a notebook already so that she could write down references and gather information and Caroline was so thankful for it. Doing this helped her forget about their situation. She is very project-oriented, and her friends know that. If Klaus had any problem with letting her go, no doubt one of them talked him into it because she needed to do this. She has to have something to do or she will lose her mind.

She needed this distraction.

And it wasn't just the shopping that had her distracted, it was also the crazy beauty of New Orleans too. All the people, the colors, the life. She's never been so far away from Mystic Falls, but it's still amazing to see how things could be so different. Despite the situation they were in, Caroline was happy to be able to see these sights with Bonnie. She wished Elena could be here. She wished that the situation could have been better. In fact, she wishes for a lot of things, but she is starting to accept her reality.

They dropped by this bar, Rousseau's, sitting up at the bar. They only really sat there for a few minutes before Bonnie got a call and had to step outside.

"You guys enjoying it here?"

Caroline looks forward to see the bartender standing in front of her. A pretty blond with beautiful blue eyes that Caroline is instantly jealous of. And when she smiled, Caroline thought she shined.

"Huh?" She blinks rapidly, pulling herself out of admiring the pretty bartender in front of her.

"You and your friend?" She nods toward Bonnie, who Caroline can see talking on her phone in the front of the bar windows. "You girls are definitely from out of town."

Caroline cringes a bit. "Is it that obvious?"

"A bit," the bartender admits, smiling sweetly, "but I was the same. Or I'm still the same. I'm pretty new here too. But you girls look like you've been having fun, to say the least."

"We are," Caroline admits before offering her hand. "I'm Caroline."

The bartender takes her hand and gives it a shake. "It's nice to meet you, Caroline. I'm Cami."

They smile at one another when Caroline spots someone stepping behind the bar and her jaw immediately drops at the sight of Sophie Deveraux. Her dark eyes find Caroline and widen in surprise. She looks around for a moment before walking over to the two blonds.

"Uh, hey. What's up?" Sophie asks, crossing her arms over her chest. She looks exhausted like she hasn't slept in the last two days. Which Caroline could understand, seeing as she hasn't been sleeping great too. At least she didn't wake up crying a bunch of times last night like she had the night before. But she was still restless.

"I was just stopping in to get something to eat," Caroline says slowly, grabbing her phone out of her pocket and sending a quick text to Bonnie, warning her not to come back into the store, that there was a witch there. She didn't dare look out the window in fear that it would draw attention to Bonnie. She remembers Bonnie saying that witches have a sixth sense about them, able to sort of sense when another is near if they are paying close enough attention to what is going around them.

Bonnie was supposed to be their secret weapon, the last thing she wanted to do was to reveal Bonnie before they were ready. That would definitely make Klaus very upset. No doubt about that.

"Oh," Sophie says, looking down at the bar top for a moment as Caroline sticks her phone between her thighs, hoping it wasn't obvious that she was texting in secret, "well, stay here. I'll make you some gumbo."

"I..." Caroline starts, but Sophie was already walking away toward the kitchen.

"She makes the best gumbo," Cami says, leaning in close. The bar wasn't super busy so she was able to spare a bit of time with Caroline. Which was nice, seeing as she was close to Caroline's age. Probably a few years older, seeing as she was bartending. "Once you have it, none of the others taste as good. Trust me, not a big gumbo eater, but Sophie makes the best."

Caroline nods, at this point, she was just hungry and eating helped her forget about blood. At least for a little while.

With Sophie gone, Caroline risks a peek out the front window to see that Bonnie was gone and let out a sigh of relief. After a few minutes, while Cami was off tending to another guest at the bar, Sophie returns to drop off the bowl of gumbo.

"Thanks," Caroline says awkwardly.

"You're welcome," Sophie says slowly. "Eat up, it'll be good for the baby. You need to be strong."

Caroline nods, not wanting to really talk about it with her. Sophie awkwardly stands around for a moment until Caroline affirms with an impressed, "It's really good," around a mouthful of gumbo before she nods, smiling lightly, before she turns away and heads back into the kitchen to keep working. Caroline finishes off the gumbo, nodding to the other bartender as she takes it away.

Someone sits down next to her. "Well, color me surprised. I honestly never thought that I would have run into you here."

Caroline freeze for a moment, her brain recognizes that voice immediately, making her head snap toward the young woman sitting next to her, blue eyes widening in surprise, sharing in the other's disbelief of the situation. Pretty dark eyes stare back at her with lips pressed tightly looking like she regretted having reached out, but also resigned to her choice. Needless to say, she looked uncomfortable.

"Hayley?" Caroline gasps in surprise, her voice a harsh whisper. "Hayley Marshall?"

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