"Yeah, I did actually," he says, as if his memory has just been jogged.

He threw her on her bed and stormed out after a 10-minute altercation, he says, admitting he shouldn't have "gone over there" when he was drunk. "That made me emotional and that's why I wanted to go talk to her," he says.

Detectives leave him alone in the room twice, for several minutes at a time. He looks at the floor, picks his nose, strokes his chin, flexes his bruised knuckles — a lacrosse injury, he tells police — and stares at the ground or a spot on the wall. He doesn't look particularly distressed or concerned.

That changes about 50 minutes into the interview.

"George," one detective says "I have something to tell you: She's dead. You killed her."

Huguely freezes in place, one hand under his chin, as seconds pass. "She's dead?" he finally says, beginning a long exchange with the officers, one side disbelieving and the other matter-of-factly driving home the reality.

Huguely stomps his feet, shakes his head and clenches his teeth. He scrunches up his eyes and denies the possibility. "She's not dead, she's not dead, she's not dead," he says. His words comes faster, he stutters.

"She has to be alive, she has to be," he says.

The video ended after 15 minutes of Huguely's fitful rationalizing, and a court clerk shifted into the slide show.

There's a shot of the posters — Audrey Hepburn in "Breakfast at Tiffany's" and vintage French scenes — on the walls in Love's apartment, which she shared with two roommates. Vodka bottles line the top of their kitchen cabinets.

Pieces of Love's bedroom door lie on the floor. Photos of her friends hang above the bed. A "just the girls" photo album rests on a desk. There are gum wrappers and lip gloss, magazines and jewelry — the normal stuff of a young woman. And the blood, which stains the comforter, the sheets, a pillow and the bed skirt.

Police photos of Huguely show bruises on his arms and legs, and those bloody scrapes around his right ankle.

There are images of the red dumpster he tossed Love's laptop into, where it landed between a beer bottle and a pizza box, and of Huguely's shared apartment. Natural Light beer cans line the coffee table along with a half-dozen bottles. Grateful Dead and Pink Floyd posters fill his bedroom walls, and clothes cover the floor.

And there's a text conversation between him and a female neighbor on May 2, 2010, after all that drinking on the golf course and before he confronted Love.

He flirts with the woman, and she tries to put him off. "Ur so hot" he writes. "I'm going to try to hook up with you." "I want you tiooo[sic] much."

Later that night, about 11 p.m., he tries with another girl, telling her to "come ova," but she blows him off to study.

Shortly after, he would go to Love's apartment.

Among the final things shown Tuesday was a heated email exchange between Love and Huguely that spanned three days in late April 2010. Their words flew by on the television screen, too fast for reporters to fully capture, though some phrases stood out.

It starts out on April 28, with Love apologizing for causing a scene at Huguely's apartment. She "had a lot of built up anger," she explains. Later, it turns ugly. She calls him the "team joke," "pathetic," a "fat piece of [expletive.]"

He calls her "stupid," "dumb" and "spoiled." "You have no grasp of reality," he writes.

"I'm so over your drama," she says, adding that he's "always too drunk to remember" his actions.

"I love how you don't think you did anything wrong," he counters. "I should have killed you" for cheating.

He ends the exchange on Friday, April 30.

"We should talk," the last email says.

Huguely's lawyer has said he will ask for a new trial, though he has not yet done so. The deadline is May 25. Jurors have recommended the former college student serve 26 years in prison.

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