Sometimes, the two of them made Cordelia thankful she didn't have a soul mate. So far, all it had for Buffy and Angel was leave them devastated.
"What happened last night?" Knowing that bringing up anything having to do with the B-word was a sore subject for Angel, Cordelia interjected. "It's just me, Angel. You know that you can talk about anything."
Angel's pain had always been, and always would be her very own. Completely symbiotic, Cordelia's shoulders would be heavy with whatever weighed on his. She had known from the very start that he hadn't meant for their relationship to become so codependent. Angel probably hadn't meant to love any of his friends, but it had only taken some time for everyone in the Angel Investigations Team to form a family.
For a heart that didn't beat, Angel's was full of more love than he knew what to do with. Cordelia had always been able to see that, even when he didn't.