Better

♪ I could make you happy, make your dreams come true. Nothing that I wouldn't do. Go to the ends of the Earth for you. To make you feel my love. ♫

Angela pursed her lips, wanting so badly to say yes, but part of her was holding her back. Would she put herself on the same chair? It's like giving him permission to hurt her again. And she didn't know if she was willing to go through the emotions all over again.

She knew that it wasn't fair to both of them. She kept her secrets. He kept his. But hers were a dark part of her that she didn't want to go through again. She didn't admit to anyone—though they probably already knew—that she went through a stage of depression. And Angela felt like if she had to recall the past, she'd have to go through that again. Sometimes, some episodes would occur, but she's better now. Not strong, but better.