Sarah's POV

　　I don't answer that question. I can't...I just look into his eyes, pleading as if hoping he'll understand. How am I going to tell him that it was my own father?! He seems to understand my intentions. He stands up from his seat and comes in front of me, he actually kneels so he can be at the same level as me.

　　Damon: Sarah, if you don't help yourself how can I help you?!

　　Sarah: I am sorry, I just... can't.

　　He lifts his hand to ...