Elena found herself pulled tightly back against Damon, his arms around her neck. She gasped softly, frightened eyes meeting Stefan's as her hands moved up, resting on Damon's arms. As scared as she was, Stefan spoke, then, and she hoped she was right. Damon wouldn't kill her.
Frozen in place, she risked glance back at him, her head barely moving. She hoped he wouldn't....but the look of heartbreak on his face when he'd found out she misled him... She'd rarely felt so ashamed.