When she first met Damon, she felt as though she had met him before…
Aila stood across from Damon in the hidden room below the mansion. The pair watched the other. Aila's face became curious as she stepped closer to him; the bond was tugging at her to go to him also.
"Damon," She whispered.
He stepped towards her, almost breaking her away from the shock of realisation that she knew Damon as a child.
"You and I were childhood friends?" Her voice was low as her eyes flickered across his features.
"Yes, we were."
"W-why didn't you say anything?" She stammered.
Damon took another step towards her, "Some of our memories together are dark, filled with blood, Aila. I didn't want to bring something up that could be a trigger for you. You've been through a lot in a short period of time."
