Stefan: I was trying to write you a letter.
Valerie: Like the ones you used to write Caroline when you thought I wasn't looking.
Stefan: Uh...
Valerie: I'm standing right here, you don't have to write me a letter... I heard the fear in your voice. You weren't afraid of dying, you were afraid that I was going to die for you.
Stefan: Yeah, of course I was.
Valerie: You were afraid that it wouldn't have been worth it; me sacrificing myself for you. Because you don't love me the way I love you, and the guilt of that sacrifice would eat you alive.
Stefan: Valerie...
Valerie: The truth is... I've never loved anyone the way I love you. But that's not True for you. And now, by some miracle, you get the chance to go back and make things right with Caroline. I know you never meant to hurt me, I even know that you loved me in your own way. And maybe if things had been different, if the world had been kinder to us, I could've been the love of your life, too. Your small, quiet, human life.
Stefan: I'm so sorry.
Valerie: Don't be. I think it will be good for me. To find a new life that's completely my own, I've never had that. I know you don't always believe this, but... You deserve to be happy, Stefan. Please be happy.
Stefan: You, too.
