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Elena's POV

I stare out the window of my bedroom, watching the sun come up, like I have done every day since I got my daylight ring. I realize that I hadn't appreciated the little joys in life enough until they became everlasting and less valuable. Four weeks have passed since the accident at the bridge. Klaus is gone, yet Stefan, Damon, Caroline, and Tyler are all still alive, but we have halted the investigation for a brief moment to undertake my recent transition into an immortal vampire.

Stefan is trying the best he can teach me how to subsist on animal blood and blood bags, all while trying to show me how to be around humans without tearing their throats to pieces, but he is still recovering himself. Every time he gets a trace of fresh human blood, he violently shakes, trying not to give in to it. Jeremy falls right back into the swing of things at school and even with graduation nearing, I feel my life is at a standstill. Ever since I died, I have been seeing Alaric's ghost, like Jeremy. He doesn't say anything; he just gives me a small sad smile as if trying to reassure me, but I see right through him; he is sad for me. I haven't seen Damon but twice since that night, but he is still in Mystic Falls. I don't blame him for not wanting to see me, but I sure do miss him. Memories of him compelling me have been materializing in my mind and seeing them makes me feel like I don't know him at all, which makes choosing Stefan even more doubtful. I feel like I didn't give Damon the chance to fully reveal himself to me.

The sun is now rising above the housetops, so I head downstairs to get some breakfast. I pour myself a bowl of frosted flakes and wrap up in a blanket on the couch. I turn on the cartoon channel like I used to do with my dad on Sundays. The commercials come on, so I change the channel to a showing of Gone with the Wind. I remember when I first went into Damon's room with Rose and that book was the first in the stack. I close my eyes briefly and open them to Rose sitting on the couch next to me.

She startles me, but the smile on her face reassures me that there is no reason to be alarmed.

"Hello Elena."

"Hi. How-" I cut off, realizing that I don't know exactly what I want to say.

"I have been trying to contact you for weeks, but the connection is two sided, so I waited. And eventually you thought of me."

"Weeks?" I ask, suddenly feeling guilty for making her wait, but she just smiles back and gives me a hug.

"How can I see you? I know I died and all, but so did every vampire."

"I believe it is because of your countless near death experiences that add up," she laughs.

"How are you?"

"I'm good, but I think it would be more sensible if I asked you."

"I'm hanging in there," I sigh. "So why have you been trying to get in touch with me."

She sits up straight as if she were about to talk business with me.

"You probably already know this, but I am very fond of Damon."

"Rose, where are you going with this?"

"Just give me a chance to explain myself and my proposition before you make any conclusions."

"Ok," I nod, a little suspicious.

"In my opinion, you made the wrong choice, but it was your choice. I think you have seen all sides of Stefan, good and bad. I also know that you have seen more of Damon's harsher side than good. He has made a lot of mistakes, but I know there is a whole new side to him that you haven't even touched."

I nod, digesting her words, trying to comprehend where this might lead to.

"I have connections on the other side. I have a chance to show you Damon in a whole new light. I can take you back in time. He never kept a diary like Stefan or any record of anything he has ever done, but fortunately his life is more or less documented on the other side. I won't be biased, meaning that I will take you to his darkest moments as well, but I don't think you realize that there is less evil in his past than he makes people believe."

I think about that phone call I made, telling him I chose Stefan. It hurt me to hurt him. It still hurts. Now, after a few weeks have passed, his absence is unbearable. I love Stefan, but Rose is right. I have seen all shades of Stefan, by spending time with him, reading his diaries, but Damon has always been a hard egg to crack. He keeps himself guarded, rarely letting that guard down. I have seen glimpses, but not every shade of him, mostly the bleak and chilling parts.

"How does this work? I mean, what will happen to my life here while I go back in time?"

"You aren't exactly going back in time. You will be a passenger to his memories as if you were watching a movie. Kind of like a 3rd person, omniscient. You will go upstairs as if you were to take a nap and the witches will pull you from the other side and do some sort of witch business and then give me the . I authority to take you through these happenings in his life in whatever order I choose. I don't know how it works, except we are on good terms and they owe me a favor."

"You choose this to be your 'favor'?" I ask.

"Like I said, I am very fond of Damon. And if this doesn't change your mind, you can live out your life in peace knowing that you know every side of each of the boys' stories."

I sigh and realize it can't hurt, only release the guilt I have for choosing Stefan.

"Ok. Let's do it."

We head upstairs and I text Stefan telling him that I need to be alone today, but I know he will understand.

"Are you ready?" she asks, lying on the bead next to me.

"As ready as I'll ever be."

"Just close your eyes. See you in a few."

I close my eyes and immediately feel the weight of my body disappear before a bright light shines in my eyes and then I find myself, a spectator to the first memory on Rose's list.