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             YEAH,   YOU SHOULD TRY telling that to her.       irritation pricks at the corners of lips.    it’s audible in the scoff,   fist gravitating towards wall,   palm connecting with brick at the last minute to lessen force.    but there’s something else  ;   a fearful sort of desperation he’s unable to shake.       elena,   i don’t know what else to do.   

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‘  TYLER … ‘   when   she   speaks  ,   it’s   soft  .  a   long   buried  understanding   comes   to   light  .   it’s   with   sympathy   that   her   heart   aches  ,  corners   of   her   lips   fall   as   if   she   were   as   broken   as   he   himself  .   ‘  we’ll   fix    this  .   ‘    slender   palm   rests   with   ease   against   his   shoulder  ,    a   steady   step   breaks   barrier   between   them .   ‘  whatever   happened  …  whatever   you’re   not   telling   me …  i’ll   help   you  .  ‘

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DARLING

YOU WILL NOT CHOKE THE
D I V I N E FROM ME . I AM MY OWN GOD DAMN M A R T Y R

DEAREST

IND. ELENA GILBERT

narrated by taylor

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# G I R L M A R T Y R

DEAD

elena's warm and she's kind and caring and selfless.
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