Valentine Gifts

They'd always been a problem for him. What to give the object of his affection? How to convey the depth of devotion? Poetry, beautiful dresses, jewels? Not what she wanted, never quite what she really deserved. A heart. Angel gave one to Drusilla once. Ripped from its owner with cold, deliberate, measured malice. Still fresh, still beating; undamaged though no further use to the one now dead. Angelus always knew how to keep his women. A heart it is then. Not beating. Still in place. Tarnished, but useable despite the damage; broken by a few little words - "I'm sorry, William."