Elena was lying on the giường her eyes wide open. Alaric had called her to get up, but she wanted to stay in bed. All day. Maybe listen to some sad songs.
“Elena, get your đít, mông, ass out of bed, you’ve got mail” Alaric shouted outside her room.
“It’s Sunday, I deserve one ngày of feeling miserable” Elena muttered. The latch went down and Alaric entered the room. He walked to the giường and sank down.
“I know you’re hurt” he started. “But bạn can’t let him have this kind of power over you. bạn can’t stop living, because he’s a jerk”
Elena wiped her eyes and sobbed. “You’re right. I know you’re right” she said, getting up. “Does it still hurt?” she asked looking at Ric’s allied hand. Ric shrugged. “Not so much. It was worth it”
Elena got out of giường and put on her dressing áo choàng and slippers. “So, what’s this mail bạn were talking about?”
“Oh, right” Alaric đã đưa ý kiến and he handed the newspaper to her.
“Mystic Falls Daily?” Elena frowned. “How is this mail for me?”
“Trust me, it is” Alaric said. Elena took the paper and opened it. As she opened it an envelope fell out if it and on her lap. She put the paper aside and picked up the envelope. She opened it, took the letter out and read it.
“My sweet Elena,
I can’t tell bạn how sorry I am for how I behaved last week. bạn were absolutely right to leave me. But I can’t just let bạn go. I have never loved anyone the way I tình yêu you. You’re my missing link, I’m as good as dead without bạn I can’t promise I’ll be the perfect boyfriend, but I can promise I’ll try to do better.
You’ll probably rip this letter into little pieces, but before bạn do that, please remember that I tình yêu bạn and not that long cách đây bạn loved me back”
After reading, Elena felt short of words.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shown bạn this” Alaric said. He took the letter out of her hands and threw it in the bin.
“I’m going to get ready and then I’ll be downstairs” Elena said. Alaric nodded and left the room. As soon as he shut the door Elena pulled the letter out of the bin and lay down on the giường again. Her eyes on the words she pulled out her phone. She stared at the numbers, wondering what she should do. She sighed and put her phone away again. She decided to let Damon crawl in the dust a little longer.
“Elena, get your đít, mông, ass out of bed, you’ve got mail” Alaric shouted outside her room.
“It’s Sunday, I deserve one ngày of feeling miserable” Elena muttered. The latch went down and Alaric entered the room. He walked to the giường and sank down.
“I know you’re hurt” he started. “But bạn can’t let him have this kind of power over you. bạn can’t stop living, because he’s a jerk”
Elena wiped her eyes and sobbed. “You’re right. I know you’re right” she said, getting up. “Does it still hurt?” she asked looking at Ric’s allied hand. Ric shrugged. “Not so much. It was worth it”
Elena got out of giường and put on her dressing áo choàng and slippers. “So, what’s this mail bạn were talking about?”
“Oh, right” Alaric đã đưa ý kiến and he handed the newspaper to her.
“Mystic Falls Daily?” Elena frowned. “How is this mail for me?”
“Trust me, it is” Alaric said. Elena took the paper and opened it. As she opened it an envelope fell out if it and on her lap. She put the paper aside and picked up the envelope. She opened it, took the letter out and read it.
“My sweet Elena,
I can’t tell bạn how sorry I am for how I behaved last week. bạn were absolutely right to leave me. But I can’t just let bạn go. I have never loved anyone the way I tình yêu you. You’re my missing link, I’m as good as dead without bạn I can’t promise I’ll be the perfect boyfriend, but I can promise I’ll try to do better.
You’ll probably rip this letter into little pieces, but before bạn do that, please remember that I tình yêu bạn and not that long cách đây bạn loved me back”
After reading, Elena felt short of words.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shown bạn this” Alaric said. He took the letter out of her hands and threw it in the bin.
“I’m going to get ready and then I’ll be downstairs” Elena said. Alaric nodded and left the room. As soon as he shut the door Elena pulled the letter out of the bin and lay down on the giường again. Her eyes on the words she pulled out her phone. She stared at the numbers, wondering what she should do. She sighed and put her phone away again. She decided to let Damon crawl in the dust a little longer.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had Mất tích his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few giây after each step.
“What are bạn doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right tiếp theo to Damon’s ear.
“What are bạn doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are bạn doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right tiếp theo to Damon’s ear.
“What are bạn doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
