The corners of her mouth turned up in a genuine smile when he told her she was beautiful. Something about him would always seek his cold comfort. The way his body molded to hers as if they had genuinely been made for one another. She tried not to think about the fact that Katherine's body was her genetic double. She couldn't hate Katherine for everything. She had given him eternal life after all.
She clung to him tightly and sighed, letting out the breath she had been holding. Still, somehow coming back home, laying in bed next to her love made the worries of the world fade away. There were so many worries out there, so many people including some of their own that they needed to rescue. But here they were just Stefan and Elena, snuggling.
"Before we go we should go to the lighthouse and check on Damon." That was code for feeding Damon. Elena refused to believe that Damon was truly dead. She could still hear the whisper thin sound of him inside her head every time they went to visit him. Her own personal Sleeping Beauty. He might never wake up but he wasn't dead and she wouldn't give up on him. Even if she had moved on with Stefan. She still cared about what happened to Damon and she knew that Stefan did too.