"You sold you soul to- what!?" Angel said as he looked over at you, seemingly angry, though with a panicked like face. "You didn't have to do that for me!" He said grabbing you by the shoulders.

Hearing that you had sold your soul to Valentino to let him go.. Angel's grip on your shoulders tightened, and you finally dared to look up at him. His expression softened, a mixture of disbelief and concern etched on his features.

"But making a deal with Valentino? That's not the answer, sweetheart. There has to be another way," he said, his voice laced with worry.