She is home! He is her home!
Azraiel pulls her inside his office and takes her sit on the couch, making her sit on his lap. His face rets in the crook of her neck and he breathes in deeply.
“Are you okay?” He asks her lightly.
“Mhmm…I am now.” She places a kiss on the top of his head.
“Good.” He pulls back to look into her eyes.
A smile slowly etches on his face.
“You look stunning.” Azraiel whispers. He wasn’t lying. Charlotte was practically glowing. It was still her but somehow more beautiful, if that was possible. Her face now had a certain tightness and sharpness that it didn’t before. Her eyes looked bigger and sharper, probably her vision has altered too. She was dressed in a simple black sweatshirt and a blue denim but to him, she looked exquisite.
Charlotte smiles in return. “Please tell me I didn’t hurt you…or anyone?” She asks, her smile slowly wiping away.
