I fucked someone else.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, and I really enjoyed doing it, but…there's this nagging feeling in the back of my mind. It's as though I have cheated on Elena, betrayed her with this act of lust.

It's ridiculous. You can't cheat on someone who doesn't belong to you. We have no commitment. We're not together. Hell, we're barely on speaking terms. And yet I feel guilty.

Even flipping that goddamn switch didn't do anything. Obviously, these feelings have burrowed far deeper than I originally thought. This is what happens when you let someone in. You start to lose your fucking mind.

I guess it makes sense, though. I mean, you have to be a little crazy in order to withstand living for eternity.

You know I probably did Elena a favor.

I'm moving on.

Leave it to me to see sleeping with Rose as an act of kindness towards Elena.