Every inch of this house is filled with memories of the people that I loved that have died.
It’s so quiet here, and i feel so cold. This house no longer feels like home.
John: I’m sorry about earlier.
Elena: Enough already. I don’t want you here and I can’t make that any more clear.
John: I didn’t come here to fight with you Elena.
Elena: I know. You’re here to protect me. I got it. Get in line.
John: I thought you might want this. It was your mother’s.
Elena: Isobel?
John: No. Your mother. Miranda. I remember her wearing it when she was young. I found it a box that your dad left me. Here, it’s your’s now. Miranda and Grayson were your parents Elena. And I know I am nothing to you. You have no reason to believe me or trust me. I’ve done so many horrible things, but when you lost your parents, I lost my brother and my family. I lost my way. I’m probably never going to make things right with you, I know that, but I’m going to do everything to protect you and protect this family.
