A shrug. “At this point, I guess I’ve somewhat accepted it,” she admitted. “I’m the doppelganger, I seem to attract bad things like a lightning rod.” Even before the Salvatores had returned to Mystic Falls. “It’s why I am so protective of and grateful for everyone I love. Jeremy, my friends, you, Damon...you’re the good in so much bad.” Without them, Elena would have cracked long ago.
“And you did so much to help me. You saved me so many times, and I’m sure will do so many more times. So thank you for that.”