"I love you."

Angel doesn't look up from the pages of his book as he nods.

"I always have."

Angel bites his lip hard and turns the page.

"Ever since you made me."

Angel lets out a sighs.

"I even loved you after you left us."

Angel looks over at the open window, wondering how soon the sun will rise.

"Even after Sunnyhell and the wheelchair."

Angel closes his book and sets it on the table beside the bed.

"I love you as much as Dru does. Probably more."

Angel shuts his eyes and pretends the words coming out of that beautiful mouth mean nothing, absolutely nothing to him.

Spike passes out.