But he didn’t. A cold breeze stirred the dust, and she shivered. A shadow fell across the floor, and her fear kicked in once more. She pulled her knees up to her chest and glanced up to see her angel standing over her. Something was different about him. It was more than the new butterfly tattoo on his chest. His emotions were sharper. The colors she had seen before were more defined. It seemed he was more human. Underneath all of it was the angel she still cared about. He offered her a hand, and she slipped her fingers into it and let him pull her to him. Being against his warm body, she finally felt safe. Razziel put his arms around her and wrapped her in his wings. When he opened his wings, she found they were back in her bedroom. Petey meowed and wound between her legs, happy to see her. It was day outside, but she did not want to leave Razziel’s arms. He peered into her eyes and smiled. “Did he hurt you?” her angel asked. “No. I’m okay. What happened? Where did you go?”
