a distant memory that was once clouded , began to clear. he was pulled back to the first time they met … how they played , how he had been so 𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅 with the thought of her. ⤸
running footsteps pass right behind him, the sound of fallen leaves getting crashed along with twigs meant to take Stefan back in time, to the precious memory of their little game of tag.
luring him out to the abandoned church {…}