Elijah and you were laying in bed, his hand on the small of your back while you were curled up as close to him as possible, your face hidden in his shoulder, you were clingy today. He knew why, Katherine had come to ask him to leave with her, to leave you, to give her another chance, and you were scared, you were afraid he would leave.

The truth was that Elijah wouldn't leave for anything in the world, he loved you more than anything, and he wouldn't trade you for anyone, even with that inferiority complex you had, believing that Katherine was better than you when it wasn't true, you were just an insecure person but so fucking beautiful inside and out like a flower, Elijah loved you, not her.

"Honey, look at me." He asked you gently, a smile on his face, his warm hands wrapping around your cheeks.