[ Elena can't be mad about not knowing, about Sully being the only one who'd known. She isn't. Sully had been around way longer than her, it also wouldn't be his place to reveal this knowledge when it was Nate's.
Her hand squeezes. ]
If I'd known... [ Her gaze lowers to the journal on his lap, brows knitting. Yep, feeling like a total ass right about now. ] This whole time, it wasn't about Drake...
[ He just didn't want her to know. About Sam. About his dead mother. About the skeletons tucked away deep in his closet. ]
no subject
Her hand squeezes. ]
If I'd known... [ Her gaze lowers to the journal on his lap, brows knitting. Yep, feeling like a total ass right about now. ] This whole time, it wasn't about Drake...
[ He just didn't want her to know. About Sam. About his dead mother. About the skeletons tucked away deep in his closet. ]