The door of Damon’s bedroom went open and Katherine walked in with a breakfast plate. Damon looked up with a weird expression. “What are you doing, Katherine?” “Bringing you breakfast, of course” she said lifting the plate. She walked to the cama and crawled on it. “It has all your favorites” she said pleased with herself. Damon looked at the plate. “No, these are all your favorites” Damon said. “You’re lucky I’m not picky” He took one of the sandwiches and bit it. “You know, if you’re hitting on me, you can just-” He stopped and gagged. Katherine looked at Damon with a worried face. “Damon?” she asked. Damon ran out of cama to the bathroom. He spit out what was left of the sanduíche and washed his mouth. He staggered back into his bedroom and looked at Katherine gasping for breath. “Did you put vervain in the food?” he asked unbelieving. “Of course not! I wouldn’t do that!” Katherine exclaimed upset. They heard a knock and they rotated their heads to the door. Elena was standing in the doorway.
“I set the breakfast table. Are you coming?” she said, looking strongly at Damon. Damon nodded and passed her. Katherine walked towards Elena. “It was you” she said slowly. “You’ve put the vervain in the sandwiches. Why? I know you wouldn’t hurt Damon” she paused, realizing something “… You just can’t stand it that we’re getting close again!” Elena didn’t say anything. Katherine was wrong! Katherine thought Elena was jealous. She wasn’t jealous. She just cared for Damon and she didn’t want that cadela, puta to break his coração again. That’s all that was behind it. Nothing more, she told herself.