Damon Salvatore had everything he ever wanted (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} someonehasto) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
"You know that, I know that. But, Elena? She tries to make excuses to soothe her own conscience about loving me. Comes up with reasons. But, it's all lies." He turned away from her, "and then eventually she gave up. Realised that I wouldn't, or couldn't change."
Damon couldn't believe she was apologising. Accepting fault. And yet, she was only partially to blame. "No!" He said quietly. "You're not. I am." He tilted her face up to look at him. "Yes, I blame you sometimes. But, don't take my choices away from me, and claim them as your own. I am responsible for my own actions. My own decisions." He shook his head, stepping away from her. "I'm sorry I taunted you before."