"At first, yes, it was a game. I toyed with them, but in the end, it wasn't a game any more. Damon...God, he was such a lovesick little puppy!" She shook her head. "He would've done anything for me. He did...he let me turn him, willingly, all on his own. But as enamoured as he was with me, he wasn't the one I wanted. I wanted Stefan." She smirked at some memory in her mind, but it faded. "He wasn't as easily agreeable like Damon, but in the end, I made him agree. Lots of things happened while I was in Mystic Falls..." she pursed her lips in thought, debating what to tell him next.
"There were others, vampires, in the town and people started finding out about us...to cut to the chase, I faked my own death and left for a really long time. Came back, denied Damon, found Stefan, got denied myself and then I ended up locked in a tomb to die, basically. And then I showed up here." She didn't see the point in sugarcoating anything right now. He had the chance to see things as she saw them, and make his own opinion on it all. That is, until the vervain left his system and his opinion didn't matter any more.