The sky above Chicago was full of stars. Stefan couldn’t sleep, but Klaus was sleeping like a baby. He kept talking about some surprise that he’s going to reveal Stefan tomorrow, and that he needs much sleep, he needs to preserve his energy. He still didn’t believe Stefan, although Stefan was doing everything for him. He killed everyone Klaus pointed to, he destroyed everything Klaus thought of, and he followed him like a faithful puppy. But Klaus was around for a long, long time. When toi are around for 500 years, toi learn not to trust people. But the thought of surprise Klaus was keeping...

It was such a bright and sunny jour in Mystic Falls. It looked like one of those pictures from children books. Like someone painted it and glued it to the sky.

Elena was sitting on Stefan's lit with opened diary in her lap. She was looking in the blank page, while holding blue pen in her right hand. She had so much to write about, but she had a feeling, if she ever started to write, she wouldn't be able to stop. She felt like her life is one of those films with no end. Just as one part finishes, bum, there's another part in the cinema already. She wanted to write about how much she misses Jenna....

"I was thinking today. I needed my daily Stelena boost, so I was thinking about everything that happened and might happen, and then, I realized:

She chose him.

We fell in l’amour with their love... l’amour that is pure, and selfless, and innocent. We fell in l’amour with a boy and a girl who brought each other back to life, who gave each other a reason to live and smile when they wake up. We fell in l’amour with a vampire who is almost two centuries old, but stayed enough young at cœur, coeur to know how to give the girl he loves what she wants and deserves. A vampire who gave her forehead kisses, and who took...

When I close my eyes I can see toi watching me. Your breath on my cheek, those brown eyes so warm, so welcoming, watchful drinking me in. I'll keep my eyes closed if toi stay. Your familiar smell surrounds me. The fragrance, not your cologne. No. The smell of your body, the scent between your fingers, behind your ears. Don't laugh. I can hear you. I can feel the sweet mint brand toi l’amour so much. It tickles. I giggle and imagine tugging at the hair on your head just to see toi scowl. Its soft and silky as I remember it. Its cute when toi do that. Have I told toi that? The scowl, perks up some...