[ It's funny: Stefan had told everyone that his favorite fairy tale had been Sleeping Beauty. He had dreamed about being the mighty prince who broke the spell with true love's kiss, but when he's confronted with it happening? No, with it having happened and him not remembering?

He suddenly can't find the heart to accept it. Neither Aurora nor Elena deserved that fate. In a flash, he's back on screen, not even bothering to hide the tears he's wiping from his eyes.

Y'Allah. He's gonna need more than a few cups of tea tonight. ]

Yeah. From what little I remember, I know you'll be great. Are great? [ His expression softens, and he lets out a mirthless laugh. ] I'm sorry. I should've done something and instead I - I let Bonnie handle it? What kind of [soulmate] friend does that?