~DANTE~
I'd screwed up. f*****g big time. Willow was visibly upset. I'd done this to her by keeping that picture of Anya in my wallet. I'd gotten rid of everything except that picture, and the longer I held onto it, the more I hurt Willow.
Why was I so f*****g dumb when it came to things like this? I should have known that Willow would eventually want to look for that picture in my wallet.
Damn me.
Why did I keep screwing things up? Why couldn’t I do something right for once?
She still believed that I was denying her only because of Anya. She still thought that I didn't want her. She still didn't realize that if she let me, I would f**k her in every single part of the room. No matter how many times I explained this to Willow, she would still believe that I was pushing her away becau
