ANGEL & CORDELIA — Our Greatest What If
hey besties 🤍 today we open an old wound.
let’s talk about a love story that none of us expected… and that somehow hurt exactly because of that.
i’m talking about Angel and Cordelia.
we all arrived in Los Angeles carrying the ghost of Buffy. we thought we already knew what Angel’s great love looked like. we thought the bar had been set, sealed, untouchable.
and then something strange happened.
Cordelia grew.
what started as comic relief, the spoiled girl, the outsider presence from another show, slowly became the emotional center of the narrative. she matured, she suffered, she stayed. she chose him, again and again, not because of destiny, but because of understanding.
and that hit differently.
because for the first time Angel wasn’t loving an ideal. he was learning how to love someone who stood next to him in the real world.
their intimacy was built in conversations, glances, trust. it was slow. adult. earned.
and maybe that’s why we believed in it.
until the story lost control of itself.
the moment Connor arrived and the mythology started twisting Cordelia into someone else — or something else — the thread snapped. possession, confusion, pregnancy, revelations… drama kept piling up but the emotional truth disappeared.
and you can feel it as a viewer when writers are escalating instead of evolving.
what hurts the most is that when she finally comes back to him, when they finally say it, when they finally kiss…
she’s already leaving.
not a beginning. a goodbye disguised as closure.
romantic? yes. satisfying? not even close.
Angel and Cordelia became the definition of potential. of almost. of what if.
i loved them. i rooted for them. i still rewatch their scenes and feel that quiet, mature tenderness that could have been extraordinary.
but it never arrived.
it’s like waiting for the crescendo of a song that fades out instead.
and maybe that’s the real tragedy: not that they loved each other.
but that the story never let them live inside that love.
sometimes i wonder what would have happened if they had been brave enough to give Angel something radical — humanity, a future, a family, peace. a counterpoint to Buffy’s loneliness.
it would have been unexpected. it would have been risky.
it would have been beautiful.
so tell me.
were you Cangel believers? or did your heart never leave Bangel?
let’s scream.
