Re: Abby Arcane & Kol Mikaelson
It was the last date of the evening. Kol picked up his final bourbon off the bar and walked to the table. He nearly dropped the glass when he saw who was seated there. Until his nose told him otherwise. No. It wasn't her. It wasn't Allison. The young woman seated there was Allison's face twin or had been when they were both here. Now she was the sole owner of that face and it took everything Kol had to swallow down the anger at that thought.
He knew it was a toss of the dice who stayed and who was sent home, a flip of the coin, but that wasn't any more comforting when he was staring at Abby, Allison's face twin. Someone in this universe must truly hate him. Here he thought he'd already been punished enough when they sent Allison home. Apparently not.
"Hello, love," Kol greeted stiffly as he sat down in the seat across from her.