Chapter - 43(b) Spike in coma

“You once loved?” Angelina' walked closer and closer to him.

“Then if you loved me once before why did you dare to betray me? Is that what you call love?” she asked him as she pointed the broken glass near his throat.

Spike walks a few steps back as she steps forward to him without even blinking. He gulped as he tried to step a little more backward but he finally reached the wall. “Angelina, I’m begging you to put that down.”

She laughed as she still kept pointing that glass at his throat. “I love your face when you’re begging me not to kill you,” she said. “I love your expression that shows the fear that I can slit your throat any minute now.”

“Angelina, look, I’m sorry for what I have done.” he kept begging her as he began to stutter.

“I’ll do anything but please don’t kill me. You killed enough, don’t put yourself towards a more tragic way when you come back to your senses.”

“Spike, I already woke up,” she answered him as the tip of the glass is now touching his throat and just a l