[Elena pulls at first when Abigail's hands close around hers, an aborted no caught in her throat. She shouldn't have that blood on her hands. But it's the look in Abigail's eyes that makes her hands go still. She purses her lips, jaw tight, but it's not enough to stop the tears from flowing.]
I didn't... I just... [Her breath comes out in ragged puffs of steam in the cool night air as she looks down at the ground with a choked sob.] I had to protect Jeremy and Damon told me to, so I... I killed him. Oh God...
[Her knees buckle underneath her and she begins to drop.]
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I didn't... I just... [Her breath comes out in ragged puffs of steam in the cool night air as she looks down at the ground with a choked sob.] I had to protect Jeremy and Damon told me to, so I... I killed him. Oh God...
[Her knees buckle underneath her and she begins to drop.]