Of course it wasn't my fault, but when you watch someone who was all fucking, goodness and light pretty much get possessed and turn into a goddamn sociopath before someone has to put a stop to it, you're allowed to friggen lament that shit went to hell and that nowhere in your varied and messed up skillset did you have a way to stop it.
The angel bit was a dick joke. About my husband's dick. In my ass. Because he's an angel. Butt stuff, Bella. It happens sometimes.