Perfect tool to set an example
Leaving Elena behind and heading inside, Blake paused for a moment, gazing out at the vast expanse of the ocean stretching out before him. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore soothed his troubled mind, if only for a moment.
With all he had learned for the day about how terrible Elena was, he couldn't reconcile that such a sweet-looking person could be capable of such deeds. While she occasionally gave off a psycho killer vibe, Blake couldn't help but consider that there was a chance she missed her lover, which was him, and wanted nothing more than for him to regain his memories.
However, he couldn't afford to just judge now based on what he had heard from Nana. At the same time, he wasn't going to dismiss his gut feelings about Elena. There was something about her that didn't sit right with him, something lurking beneath her charming facade.