interpersonal: (grief.)
ᴀ ᴛɪɴʏ sǫᴜɪsʜʙᴇᴀɴ. ([personal profile] interpersonal) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2016-11-18 02:40 am (UTC)

Her heart climbs up to her throat.

Damon burned.

Don't ask how she knows with such certainty, but she does. Their entire conversation makes more sense now; the way he kept looking at the fireplace, like he wanted to jump out of his own skin. Elena doesn't confirm or deny. Caroline doesn't need more to worry about, and Damon is a sensitive topic as it is. (The thought of both of them there still makes her feel sick.)

"He made a friend there. His cellmate, I think. Their plan was to escape together, but Damon had to leave him behind and ..."

It's the first time he ever turned his humanity off. Elena didn't know that. She's only starting to realize how much she doesn't know. Shaking her head, she blinks through warm tears. Settles her hand on top of Caroline's. "I'm just glad you're okay."

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