They looked at each other as her question hung in the air like the proverbial elephant in the room. He swallowed hard and walked towards her stopping in front of her.

"That is, that's a good question."

"I'd really appreciate an answer." she said quietly.

"Well I guess that deep down I always knew that I loved you. But like I said I was just afraid to..."

"No Tony." she vehemently shook her head. "How could you not know if it were over with Kathleen?!"

He looked in her eyes and saw sadness, pain, but most of all anger. Her words and her expression cut him deep. He was about to answer when she spoke again.

"How could you tell me you didn't know if it were over? " she cried as fresh tears welled in her eyes. "How could you break my heart like that? How could you choose her over me?!?!" the tears fell from her eyes down her cheeks.

"Angela.."

"You had a choice Tony!! You had the choice to leave the hotel room but you didn't!! You had the choice to say that it was over with her, but once again you didn't!!" her voice shook with anger and pain.

"Angela I...."

"What about Jamaica? I thought that after our talk we were building something. That we were, that we.." unable to go on she walked past him stopping at the fireplace. She looked down into the fireplace. She felt her anger building. These past few months she had been so careful to keep her anger to herself. But now for some reason she couldn't. Not anymore.

Tony watched in despair and heartache. He could see her body shaking. On instinct he went to her again but before he reached her she turned around.

"What am I supposed to now Tony?' she asked rubbing the tears off her face. "Am I supposed to forget the fact that you were considering moving in with her?! Am I supposed to forget the fact that all the times you went out with her, all the times you stayed overnight at her place my heart broke all over again? Am I supposed to forget the time I came home and saw the 2 of you kissing on my couch? I mean my God Tony it was bad enough knowing that when you stayed at her place that the 2 of you were, were. ......" unable to finish she looked down. After a few moments she looked back up. "But to see it in my own house. To see the 2 of you..."

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. I hate myself for hurting you. You are the last person in the world besides Sam that I would ever want to hurt. But, I did and I'm truly sorry."

She could see that he was indeed sorry. But, it didn't make the hurt he had caused her to go through any less painful.

The room grew quiet as they each struggled to find something to say. After a few minutes Angela spoke up.

"You know after our talk in Jamaica I would have this daydream. We would be walking hand in hand down this beautiful country road. Talking and laughing. Birds were singing and the sun was shining. It was so beautiful Tony. So peaceful. It was just the two of us. We were so happy. The daydream felt so real that I could actually hear the birds. I could actually feel your hand in mine. And we both knew that we were building towards something. That even though it would take awhile we would eventually reach our destination. But then Kathleen came along and you let go of my hand and took hers. You left me all alone on that road and went off with her. How could you Tony? Why did you?"

"I was stupid. I was scared." he said in desperation. "But, I thought you were doing okay. I mean after all you had Peter and Andy.."

"I didn't want them Tony!! I wanted you! Andy and Peter no matter how nice they were and no matter how much they tried to make me happy they couldn't. Because you already had my heart. You had it and you broke it." she cried. "Why Tony? Why did you keep on seeing her? Why did you choose her?! What did I do that was so wrong? Was it something that I said?" New tears fell down her face once again. He went over to her and pulled her to him. He wrapped his arms around her and gently ran his hands through her hair and up and down her back. He walked her over to the couch and sat down pulling her into his lap. She put her head on his shoulder tears still slipping down her face.

"You didn't say or do anything wrong." he assured her. "I did. I was the one who was wrong. I was the one who messed up. And I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I wish I could wave a magic wand and make these past few months disappear. But I can't. All I can do is promise to love you for the rest of our lives. I do love you. I love you with all my heart. I'm just sorry that it took all this to make me realize it."

He continued holding her close as she cried. He felt her shiver a bit so he reached for the blanket on the back of the couch and wrapped it around her. He gently kissed her on her forehead and then softly whispered in her ear." I love you my beautiful Angela. Please tell me that it's not to late for us."