Well, consider me wrong. Damon killed her even harder? Dang, dude. Harsh. Making her husband watch?? Now he's going to just put him down in a cage alive or something? Totally hating on Damon right now, you guys. Thoughts???
Nobody's ever gonna take her place, but she's got the cutest little Elena face, doesn't she? Something tells me Damon is going to crack under the pressure of that sweet face. It still wouldn't win him any points.
These sales tactics are going too far. Not everybody carries a cooler big enough for a slab of beef this size in their car. OK, OK. I'll stop kidding. Enzo is NOT a good influence on Damon. Or is it the other way around?
You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.
Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.