(Elena's POV)

"Finally, we meet again, Elena. You be surprised to see me here," Diana smiled. "I'm sorry about my rude manner of introduction but you see, I have no choice. I was hoping I could finally have the chance to meet you on your deathbed. It turns out, I was wrong. Where do I meet you instead? In the middle of the woods stuck with runaway-omega?" she pointed a finger at Sarah.

"I am not your enemy, Diana. I have never been and will never be!" I said to Diana.

She was skeptical of my words. She flung her sparkling, long, white robe with her hands. Her heavy makeup...