[It was a quiet evening and for that Elijah would be eternally thankful. His siblings seemed to have made themselves scarce for something to which he didn’t want to ask. There was a book in his hand on a cup of tea next to him. Every few moments he would flip the page and then take a sip from the cup. Imported tea was expensive but with their unlimited resources it was worth it. he could hear someone almost stumbling up his steps and The Original’s eyes lifted from the page he was currently studying, placed a ribbon bookmark in before making his way to the door. After the kncoks he answered, shocked by the site he saw before him.]
“Elena?” [his face was perplexed as he immediately opened the door wider. Scooping the girl up in his arms, he moved into the house.] “What has happened to you?” [It was no longer a quite evening.]
[ It was not only ironic but surprising what house Tatia stumbled upon first. When the door opened, the last person she expected to see was Elijah. Her mouth immediately dropped open while her eyes widened, standing there silently in shock. He looked different, yet the very same, still handsome as he had always been. Of course, he hadn’t expected her to be her, and assumed she was Elena, the youngest doppelganger. A gasp left her lips when he picked her up bridal style, her arms immediately wrapping around his neck for support. ]
“Elijah, it– I am not Elena. It is me… Tatia.”

[It was a quiet evening and for that Elijah would be eternally thankful. His siblings seemed to have made themselves...