~DANTE~
I must have misheard her. There's no possible way that Willow said she might be in love with me.
We haven't. . . I kissed her in my sleep. I touched her inappropriately once when she was drunk in my Jeep. We kissed for the fundraiser. But other than that, when have we ever been close? We've only recently started sleeping in the same room together.
She barely knew me. The marriage was forced. It was only to grant a dying wish.
How can she love me?
I've never seen love in her eyes for me, nor have I been looking. I was correct in the past when I felt that Anya never loved me as much as I loved her; I may be right now as well.
I haven't been paying enough attention to Willow as I initially thought. If I had, I would have noticed how much my words and actions hurt her.
She
