They reach the small town,(some name with P, or was it B? she already forgot.) around three o’clock on the next day, after driving for hours in awkward, uncomfortable silence and with averted eyes. Elena has resolutely  watched the roadside through the open window, letting herself be dulled by the endless repetition of farmhouses, signboards and ( Read more... )

She questions her knowledge of Damon Salvatore for the second time on a Friday night. They are back to the playful banter at that point, after thoroughly ignoring what happened when he had discovered her underwear. Elena is still immensely relieved that he never brought it up again, but she assumes that he, too, is determined to hold a fragile ( Read more... )