Angel Fan Fiction ❯ His ❯ One-Shot

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She was his. If anyone were to dispute that, he'd… well, he didn't know what he'd do. But she was his.
It didn't matter that what he valued had long since departed, and that she had taken her from him. Didn't matter that he couldn't stand her. All that mattered was that she was the last reminder of what he had loved, his world. He had little else left but her, though to say as much would leave a bitter taste in his mouth.
Illyria kept alive all that was left of Fred, and so Wesley would claim her gladly.