Dear Diary,
The past few weeks with Damon have been a dream. Every now and then, we find the courage to leave the bed and scrounge up some food. Stefan has sent letters to Damon, but so far, he hasn't read them. He's upset that Stefan would just leave him, no questions asked. It seems that Stefan is still human, I say this because there is no news about any rippers and well, I never trusted Stefan to grab, feed, and release. Meg and I have been hanging out and strangely, she's been really helping me adjust. She's just like Caroline and honestly, it's what I need. Speaking of unlikely friends that remind me of home, Emily. Emily is probably my best friend. I know that everyone is still holding onto slavery but I just can't do it. I don't let her do anything for me. Except every now and then when I need help in a corset, I'll enlist her. I can be myself around her because she knows. She knows the truth and I don't have to pretend around her. Just like I never had to pretend around Bonnie. Giuseppe and the rest of the town have been eerily quiet. Thanks to Meg, I've started nursing. Everybody is really impressed with me. Then again, I did learn in a time much more advanced than 1864. Damon has invested in a bar, and business is booming. I also have the slightest sinking suspicion that Damon might pop the question? Maybe I'm just being wishful. I don't know, only time will tell.
Elena