Not gonna lie, it hurt. Still does. I think about what he was like that night and that's why I can't feel that what we had then was real. And he wasn't there, after Angelus. Even when he was right beside me, he wasn't there.
And the fact that if you'd killed me, you would have lost him?
It took me a long time to get where I am. 6 years and really, I don't think B will ever completely forgive me for what I did. She probably shouldn't. I'll never forgive myself for how much I screwed up, and how much I hurt people.