Wanderer by A A Frias

Author:A A Frias [Frias, A A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-25T22:00:00+00:00

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Plan B

Jacqueline fell to her knees when she felt solid ground beneath her again. Her panicked fear was gone, replaced by a piercing heartache that made her unable to take a breath; poignant and paralysing. She had been so close to getting Raffi back. So. Close. She failed him and now she might lose him forever; the one constant presence in her afterlife that she so often took for granted. How she wished she had never said a bad word to him or told him to leave her alone or groaned at his corny jokes now.

Now was too late.

"Jacqueline..." Niigaanii knelt down next to her and helped her to her feet. Her first instinct was to slap his hands away and yell at him. He helped Cassielle. He sided with her when he promised he was on Jacqueline's side and Jacqueline was going to lose her best friend because of it, but guilt stopped her. She was the reason Niigaanii was dead in the first place. She was the reason he lost the woman he loved and his family. He knew all of that now, yet he was still looking after her as if she wasn't to blame. Why?

Numbly, she allowed him to pull her to her feet and lead her to a seat. It was only when she sat down on soft cushions that she peered out from behind her veil of deep autumn red hair to see where she was.

They were in the Observatory.

At least, it looked like an observatory to her. Jacqueline had never been before but it was common knowledge that Cassielle resided in an observatory in Heaven that allowed her to watch over the universe. Unlike the other departments where the archangels had thousands of angels under their command, running errands and performing duties, Cassielle was the one lone archangel. She had no staff; no other angels to delegate duties to or supervise. There was only her and the universe she quietly watched over. Cassielle had been the solitary archangel since the beginning of time. Most of the other angels suspected all that solitude had perhaps left her a tad touched in the head over the many thousands of years.

Cassielle's section of Heaven reminded Jacqueline of how Heaven had looked before most of it was destroyed. Everything was white with very little adornment or decor. The only thing that set it apart from the Heaven Jacqueline knew before was the large floor-to-ceiling window that showed not the world outside—if there even was one—but the Earth's solar system as it was in that very moment in time. As Jacqueline let her gaze trail around the rest of the room, she spotted a few small indications of individuality; the cushions she was sitting on were a rich purple velvet. Glittering drapes hung from either side of the large window. A wastepaper bin next to a cushion that bore the imprint of a body that spent too long seated there was filled to the brim with used tissues.

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