Her heart ached for Stefan. Knowing how he had fought the blood lust in Mystic Falls, going from one extreme to the other, Elena could only imagine how real life might have mirrored the dreams. Her hand stretched out across the table, resting over his.
“I’m glad she was there for you. I wished I’d known her better in Mystic Falls. She brought out another side to you. But I’m glad you have her here. And I know you don’t want to hurt anyone, Stefan.”