[ It starts off how her text messages usually start when they land in his inbox at all hours of the day -- and night -- but, unfortunately, it doesn't stay that way.
Giles rereads it a few times, listening to the words between the words, the flippant announcement that her world has just become that much smaller. He knows her too well to be fooled, can too easily see the heartbroken girl trying her best to keep her head above water. Trying to distract herself from the pain. He knows he can't -- shouldn't -- stop her, no matter his own feelings. This is something she has to do on her own, as she's done too many times before. ]
Buffy, I'm truly sorry to hear that. We may have had our differences, but he was good for you. Good to you. That's all I've ever wanted.
I'll be here when you get back. No matter how late.
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Date: 2026-01-03 03:12 pm (UTC)Giles rereads it a few times, listening to the words between the words, the flippant announcement that her world has just become that much smaller. He knows her too well to be fooled, can too easily see the heartbroken girl trying her best to keep her head above water. Trying to distract herself from the pain. He knows he can't -- shouldn't -- stop her, no matter his own feelings. This is something she has to do on her own, as she's done too many times before. ]
Buffy, I'm truly sorry to hear that. We may have had our differences, but he was good for you. Good to you. That's all I've ever wanted.
I'll be here when you get back. No matter how late.