[ regarding him with a slightly disbelieving look, elena lets it go for the moment. elijah is still an unknown entity to her. she doesn't know how far she can push him and she doesn't know if he's someone who likes to talk or prefers to sit in the dark and brood instead. as far as she can tell, he has no itch to pour himself onto a page.
inhaling deeply through her nose, her exhale sees her shoulders slump and her face fall. every bit of strength she had been using to keep herself straight and tall and afloat crumbles now that it's just the two of them. ]
I feel tired. [ really tired. almost two years' worth of tired.
she brushes her hair behind her ear, some of the strands missing the loop. keeping her gaze ducked, she sees her vision blur before she blinks to try and pull it back. looking at jenna's name, she shakes her head. ] And I'm not fine. I'm tired of saying I'm fine.
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inhaling deeply through her nose, her exhale sees her shoulders slump and her face fall. every bit of strength she had been using to keep herself straight and tall and afloat crumbles now that it's just the two of them. ]
I feel tired. [ really tired. almost two years' worth of tired.
she brushes her hair behind her ear, some of the strands missing the loop. keeping her gaze ducked, she sees her vision blur before she blinks to try and pull it back. looking at jenna's name, she shakes her head. ] And I'm not fine. I'm tired of saying I'm fine.