"Elena had been so happy. She was still happy, although her telepathic connection to Stefan had changed, diminished. It didn’t matter. She could remember everything that had happened after Stefan had enfolded her in his arms as if it were happening to her now.
In her only moments, she had been in that hazy, euphoric state where it seemed as if Stefan’s soul and hers were melting together. She had kissed him passionately and then arched her head to bare her throat. But it wasn’t about passion, Elena was thinking, knowing that Stefan could hear her thoughts and rejoicing in self-revelation. Good chemistry - the sea-storm and violent sparks of mad attraction - was only a part of it. The other part was the timeless, unquestioning knowledge that Stefan was hers and she was his, and that this had ever been so since the first light had broken through the darkness of the universe, and that it would still be so when the last light in the universe quietly faded.
When the last evensong was played by the last of the star-winds, Stefan would still be hers, and would still be himself. A shelter to her, a home to return to; a gentle and strong and nurturing demon lover.
Words weren’t enough to convey what she felt for her eternal beloved. Kisses weren’t enough. Even bodies wouldn’t be enough, Elena suspected, although they had not yet made this experiment. There was only one way to share herself completely with Stefan, and that was the blood."
— Stelena in The Vampire Diaries: Evensong: Paradise Lost
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