A small part of my delusional mind believed she had feelings for me as well. Feelings that Stefan did not, and could not, give her. Elena and I were on a level all our own. If I live to be a million, nobody will ever come close to touching my heart as she did. She had pierced it with her very own mark, much deeper than anyone ever had. In fact, much deeper than Katherine ever had. I think I left a mark on her heart, too, whether or not she actually feels it.