Her head ducked, Elena nodding. "Yeah. I know." He loved her. Isobel hadn't been the first person, nor the last to tell her how much the other Salvatore brother cared for her.
"You know...I didn't pull away because... It was never a question of you not being good enough, Damon." She didn't know why she felt the need to discuss this right now, but there it was.
Head lifted, dark eyes meeting his. "It's not because I didn't think you deserved to be loved. Or because I didn't care. But meeting Katherine...knowing what she did to you and Stefan, seeing how she played you off one another... I look like her, Damon. I couldn't be her, too. I couldn't allow myself to even admit that I had feelings for you both."