Elena laughed, “ it looks really funny!” She said smiling at her friend. “ I’m afraid I can’t have kids or something. What if I can’t get pregnant? What if I’m a bad mom?” She said worriedly.
Bonnie dismissed her comment about the comedy movie, instead focusing on Elena’s concern: afraid of infertility or turning into a lousy mother. She spoke nonsense, yet the tiny redhead understood her best friend’s fear. Putting a gentle hand upon Elena’s shoulder, she regarded her sympathetically, a small smile tracing her lips as she replied in a soft voice, ❛ Don’t worry, Lena. Everything will work out for you and Stefan. It always has, and it will always remain like this. You couldn’t ever become a bad mother, Elena. You would be kind and fair. Don’t worry yourself, okay?❜