Stefan shrugged one shoulder. "I only asked her because she seemed resigned to it. I wanted her to see she had a choice, even if that choice would have negative consequences."
And, of course, he'd viewed Elena as another pawn on the endless chessboard where the Salvatore brothers played out their issues.
"I had no idea she meant so much to you." The last was said, not quite mocking, but certainly laden with derision. "Are you planning a romantic evening? Wine? Rose petals?"