Trauma can shape you in ways you both do and don't realize. Elena isn't just the gloomy graveyard girl any more than Wynonna is just the crazy chick who shot her dad. And honesty, while hard to swallow sometimes, is ultimately appreciated.
Trust isn't something Wynonna gives out easily. And she knows how precious and fragile it can be, she's smashed other people's trust in her on purpose many times, but she won't now.
"I won't tell anyone. Not even Waverly. It's not my story to tell."
And Wynonna knows how it feels when the narrative of your life can envelope your identity, she wouldn't do that to Elena.
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Trauma can shape you in ways you both do and don't realize. Elena isn't just the gloomy graveyard girl any more than Wynonna is just the crazy chick who shot her dad. And honesty, while hard to swallow sometimes, is ultimately appreciated.
Trust isn't something Wynonna gives out easily. And she knows how precious and fragile it can be, she's smashed other people's trust in her on purpose many times, but she won't now.
"I won't tell anyone. Not even Waverly. It's not my story to tell."
And Wynonna knows how it feels when the narrative of your life can envelope your identity, she wouldn't do that to Elena.