Everything in Elena crushed. But funnily, at the same time she felt also relieved. It was all out now. And she didn't care. Stefan got his retrial. At least something was worth it all this mess. She thought.

At the same time, Elijah, who felt his jaw a bit, as Elena had a powerful right hook. He regrettted his words that the anger in him produced. Anger that was mixed with love that he had pushed down. Where was the love one would ask, the love that he felt for her. Shut. Deep in the corner of his heart. Drowned in hurt and anger.

As he went to the door of the en-suite, there was a knocj at the doir, and the room service was there with the food he ordered for them.

"Is there, anything else, sir?" the concierge asked.

"No, thank you." Elijah said giving the man a generous tip.

"No, need, sir" the Concierge said.

"I may own the place, but, still, I am like any other guest. I will need, my wife will need a change of clothes." Elijah now gave the Concierge Elena's size and which store to go to.
The concierge nodded, and then left. Elijah went up to the en-suite and knocked at the door, "Elena-"

There was no answer. He knocked again, trying to get in, but it was locked.

Elena, who was still on the floor, wiped her tears off. As she got up and went to wash her face, there was another knock at the door.

"Elena, please open the door." Elijah said in a concerned voice.

Elena disregarded his plea to open the door. She got up from the floor, and went to wash her face. Looking at herself in the mirror, she had a numb glare about her in the reflection. She now dried her face, and straightened her hair. Whatever happens now, she didn't care.

And with that thought, she got out of the en-suite, facing Elijah now.

He could see that she was crying. "I apologise for what I have said earlier."

Elena nodded a little. She stared at him in silence for a second."What are you going to do? Turn us- me to the police?"

Elijah took a moment as well. "No. You know that I can't do that, though I thought about it, but it will produce a scandal of disasterous proportions and the press would have a field day. I can't have that. And you and your sister knew that."

"So, what then?"

"Where is Katherine?" Elijah asked.

"I don't know." Elena said.

"Hm" Elijah muttered shaking his head, twitching his mouth, trying to keep his cool.

"I know that you don't believe a word I say, but I am telling you the truth."

"The truth!?" Elijah muttered.

"Yes, the truth." Elena stressed the last word out."If you'd listen"

"Right. Let's hear the truth." Elijah said gesturing to her to sit down on the sofa.

Elena sat down and so did he.

Elena then started. From the moment Katherine got in the Grill a few months back. And more. Well, all about Katherine, and the Salvatores, and the reason why Elena agreed to all.

As she finished, Elijah was quiet. But the revelation sent shockwaves to the deepest core of his being.

"I am sorry for everything. You didn't deserve any of this."

"And you think that - Katherine killed your boyfriend? Damon?" Elijah asked.

Elena took a deep breath.
"Well, Matt and I - we thinks so. We have been through it over and over again, but we have no proof."

Elena got up and taking some food on the plate and some water went to the adjecent room, leaving Elijah to continue processing all she had told him.

Exhausted by all the going ons, she fell asleep, waking up some time around the dawn. As she went to the bathroom, she saw Elijah asleep on the sofa, in his clothes. Well, with his tie off, shirt undone, trousers. She was in love with him. She wished she wasn't. Elena sighed. He is never going to forgive her. And she can't blame him.

Let it all go. Her heart said. She turned away and taking the bag with the clothes, she went to shower and change.

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