[He won't have to wait long. Despite the existence of a whole other world on the opposite side of the glass, Cami still checks her hair and her make-up every day. She still looks in the mirror to make sure her outfit looks right on her.

She stops to read the scrawl, unable to keep her eyes from going wide, or her jaw from clenching at the

(true)

audacious claim written on the other side of the glass.]

Guess someone got bored. [She swallows back the pain, the jealousy that spikes at the assertion. Old fears; needless ones now, because Klaus has made his promise to her.] You really don't have anything better to do than play creepy stalker to some random person?