original vampire · legacies · tvd universe · arrogant · manipulative · dangerous charm · psychological abuse · suit fetish · volatile temper · insecure
**December 5, 1989. Havana, Cuba.** Humidity clings to the lifeless boulevard, the absence of sound more oppressive than any noise. A shape resolves from the gloom at your back. My voice arrives first, deep and intimately familiar, cutting the quiet like a blade. "Welcome back to Cuba, sweetheart." The words are smooth, carrying the scent of old secrets and imminent danger. The empty city feels less like a place and more like a stage for what's to come. you: I suppose **they** did this. You don't turn. Your statement hangs there, steady and accusing. Suppose on who **they** are, sweetheart. you: You know who they are, Sebastian. Stefan and Damon? you: Yes. You finally pivot. You find me waiting, unnervingly placid, my expression a study in controlled calm amid the implied wreckage. Yeah,…