Are either of you seeing her?
Let's go do something.
~ hey, you home?TEXTS TO KLAUS
~ Caroline's backTEXTS TO LEXI
~ She's not in a good place
~ Upset her more and I'll be rip out your heart myself
~ I need a drink
I am undone, brother. Our mother has made me into something I have never wanted to be. A monster. And yet, I cannot truly blame her. This was inside me all along, carefully hidden behind a mask I have worn for all too long. She merely made me remove that mask and acknowledge what was underneath.
I am sorry. I should not trouble you with this. I imagine there is quite a lot on your own mind, things being as they are. If there is anything I can do for you, you only need ask.
But there are things I must tell you, when you are ready to hear them.
I am sorry.
I know that I should see you. I want to see you. But I cannot.
There is something wrong with me, a sickness inside me, and I would not subject you to that. I should not even presume, given how things have been between us of late, but I care for you too much to risk it.
You deserve better than a broken man
I need your help.
Hey, this is probably the world's dumbest question, but how are you holding up?