Eliana sat in her car, parked a little away from the gate of Stefan's estate. Her hands tapped lightly on the steering wheel as she stared at the house in the distance. She had been sitting there for a while, not ready to drive off just yet.
She'd wanted to leave right after the episode in Stefan's house but she'd been unable to leave, her mind still stuck on the events.
Stefan had kicked her out. No warning, no chance to explain. Just cold, hard rejection without even listening much to her after all the effort she'd put into getting that opportunity to speak to him.
She wouldn't give up just like that. Never. Her efforts wouldn't go to waste and she'd make sure to carry out her plan and succeed at it whether Stefan liked it or not. She'd think of what to do and how to get Stefan close even if it meant drugging him just like Ivy had planned. And Ivy?
Her lips pressed into a tight line. So, Ivy now knew everything.
