[ Elena frowns at him, thinking to chide him because -- well, that's Stefan's diary and why would he even -- but then again, she knows him enough to be aware of the fact that he wouldn't give a crap.
Her fingers drift over the pendant briefly, the cool metal of it giving her strength as she stops suddenly in the middle of the room, her eyes dark, but not angry.
She's determined, she's nervous, she's everything all at once, and she takes a deep breath to calm her nerves, her gaze steady. ]
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Her fingers drift over the pendant briefly, the cool metal of it giving her strength as she stops suddenly in the middle of the room, her eyes dark, but not angry.
She's determined, she's nervous, she's everything all at once, and she takes a deep breath to calm her nerves, her gaze steady. ]
I remember.