Buffy was sat on her bed, homework spread out in front of her but there was no way she could concentrate. Her mind kept straying back to that night...with Xander. She covered her face with her hands and sighed.
What would everyone say if they found out? And what about-what about Angel, and Cordelia? She felt so guilty she was physically ill. But she couldn't tell Angel, not ever. All she could do was swear to herself that it would never happen again. Ever.