Elena's POV.

　　I turned around and left, my mind still reeling from the encounter with Derek. I saw a cab approaching and hailed it, hopping in as soon as it stopped. As I settled into the back seat, my mind drifted back to Derek. No matter how hard I tried to push the thoughts away, they kept coming back to me.

　　"Maybe he's in distress," Olivia's voice echoed in my mind.

　　I shook my head, trying to clear the thoughts. "He should learn to manage his ...