[What and why? She doesn't understand the point behind this so-called sentimental attachment. An attachment to a goddamn journal? One that's written by some historian she's never heard of?
Elena opens her mouth to argue, so ready to jump on him for how he's evading her questions— again. They're going in circles. It's always about going in circles, and Elena is so tired of it. So very tired. ]
What future? [ Resignation breaks in her words. She gives a half gesture to the book in his hand. ] You have your journal. You have what's so important to you in your hand. Keep your secrets.
Keep your secrets, Nate, and just...
[ The breath she tries to draw in feels heavy, clogs her throat. She can't do this. She's so fucking tired of the secrets. ]
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Elena opens her mouth to argue, so ready to jump on him for how he's evading her questions— again. They're going in circles. It's always about going in circles, and Elena is so tired of it. So very tired. ]
What future? [ Resignation breaks in her words. She gives a half gesture to the book in his hand. ] You have your journal. You have what's so important to you in your hand. Keep your secrets.
Keep your secrets, Nate, and just...
[ The breath she tries to draw in feels heavy, clogs her throat. She can't do this. She's so fucking tired of the secrets. ]
Just go.