Somewhere in the middle of it, Elena realised that she was going to be all right. She was herself again, not lost, not a stranger, but Elena Gilbert, the QUEEN of Robert E. Lee.
"Is that what it takes to get a word out of you? Does someone have to be nearly murdered?"
He has no morals and no conscience, she reminded herself. So it certainly wasn`t mercy that stopped him. He probably just wants to draw the game out, make you suffer more before he kills you. Or maybe he wants you to be like Vickie, with one foot in the shadow world and one in the light. Going slowly mad that way.
She’d have him, even if it killed her. If it killed both of them, she’d have him.(с)
"Careful, don`t touch me, or you might get a disease."(me)