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“  you didn’t see the way she looked at me, elena.  ” a look engrained into the fragility of her mind. two green eyes, peering past the shell of her, face to face with the dark, monstrous thing that has made a home within her skin. (  HORRIFIED. DISGUSTED.  ) it’s a look she never wanted to have to know.

the memory makes her flinch.

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 and now it’s like she won’t look at me period.  

SOFTNESS  RADIATES   from   a   girl   sworn   to   sacrifice  ,  docile  gaze   finds   itself   at   ease   at   sight   of   the   girl   ,   as    effervescent   as   the   sun   itself.   secrets   swathed   in   the   remnants   of   their   innocence.   she   longs   to    give   reassurance  ,   to   leak   positive   notions   that   caroline   herself   would   reaffirm   and   yet  ,  tongue   presses   against   cheek   as   lips   twitch.  ❝   we’ll   figure   this   out   ,   i   promise  . ❞  

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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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