The Mayor had warned her how dangerous it was to love an immortal.
He had been half right, Angel thought.
There were two souled vampires in the world already -- room enough for one more. Buffy could have been with him for eternity. Young and beautiful and perfect.
It was an awful temptation.
For him.
She had died, once. Gone to Heaven, once. She loved being with him, like this, but she knew better.
Angel was the one who had to hold himself in check even as she lay there, wrinkled and dying and perfectly content in her bed.
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He had been half right, Angel thought.
There were two souled vampires in the world already -- room enough for one more. Buffy could have been with him for eternity. Young and beautiful and perfect.
It was an awful temptation.
For him.
She had died, once. Gone to Heaven, once. She loved being with him, like this, but she knew better.
Angel was the one who had to hold himself in check even as she lay there, wrinkled and dying and perfectly content in her bed.
He was the one who envied her mortality.
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