Willow had two lives: one before, and one after Tara. The first Willow was shy, nerdy, cared so much about what other people thought of her, was just as much an adoring groupie as a girlfriend, and was really kind of pathetic. The other Willow was powerful, confident, in control, even had an adoring groupie of her own – just kidding; of course Willow would never think of Tara as groupie, kept around just to be adoring. She was, well, Tara. Adoring Willow was just something she did naturally.

It was funny to think of all those people who used to seem to matter so much, who had only known pre-Tara Willow: the Harmonys and the Percys, even Cordelia and Ms. Calendar. Even Jesse. They’d be total strangers to the new – and improved – Willow. Willow would even be a stranger to herself.