Hazel eyes, edged with confusion, rose to him. “Do you still love him?”
Vittorio closed his eyes, as if she had struck him. “Even if I did, I think now that I was no more than a game for him,” he murmured softly, sadly. “I came to him to learn and he drew me with all his charm and power. When he ended with me, I could not understand why, but now, I know he never felt for me as I did for him.”
“So do you still love him?” Buffy repeated, her voice shaking.
“Do you still love your Angel?” he asked quietly, slowly opening his eyes and gazing down at her. “Despite ourselves, even when we have found another to bear our hearts, we will always love those we have had and lost.”
For a moment, she said nothing, staring up at him, then surged up into his arms, clinging to him and pressing her cheek against his chest. His fingers wove through her hair and he pressed his cheek to her crown.
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Date: 2006-03-28 11:12 am (UTC)Vittorio closed his eyes, as if she had struck him. “Even if I did, I think now that I was no more than a game for him,” he murmured softly, sadly. “I came to him to learn and he drew me with all his charm and power. When he ended with me, I could not understand why, but now, I know he never felt for me as I did for him.”
“So do you still love him?” Buffy repeated, her voice shaking.
“Do you still love your Angel?” he asked quietly, slowly opening his eyes and gazing down at her. “Despite ourselves, even when we have found another to bear our hearts, we will always love those we have had and lost.”
For a moment, she said nothing, staring up at him, then surged up into his arms, clinging to him and pressing her cheek against his chest. His fingers wove through her hair and he pressed his cheek to her crown.