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had. No
other man would ever have her heart. She’d never love anyone like
she cared about him.
    Fighting back tears, she squared her
shoulders with determination. Simra shifted her focus on the
present. Aromas of roses and cinnamon candles tickled her nose with
delight. She made her way through the crowd of people smiling at
her.
    “Earth Angel” began playing and caused
her body to sway with the rhythm. This was always one of Lucinda’s
favorites. It must’ve had something to do with her grandparents’
young love.
    Someone’s familiar voice caused her
heart to hammer like a wild thunderstorm. “Lucinda?”
    Simra turned and her breath caught in
her throat when Dr. Hanley gave her a surprised look. She studied
his spiked hair and midnight blue dress shirt with black slacks.
Simra didn’t even dress for the occasion. She probably appeared
slack to him. Oh, her knees were wobbling! She refused to be
affected by this man. He was evil like his brother.
    “Why’d you say Grandmother’s name like
that? And what are you doing here?”
    Was he stalking her like his brother?
The doctor also seemed to know about the call from Tristan’s phone
earlier. She needed to either get a grip or wake up! The lights
painted the doctor’s face in brilliant shades. Zach’s gaze shifted
around them and looked at her again. He appeared lost there for a
moment.
    Taking her hand in his gentle and
smooth grasp, he kissed its top. “Simra, I meant to say you have
the same features as your grandmother. I was invited here tonight
by a friend of the church. Let’s start over and talk about this. I
realize we began on the wrong foot. Allow me to make it up to you.
May I have the honor of sharing this dance with you?”
    This might be a way to find out more
information. A part of her was frightened of him. Nevertheless, a
bigger part of Simra felt strangely safe with him. Besides, how
could he harm her in such a large crowd?
    “Are you following me, Zach? Why do you
linger around me and my grandmother so, and how’s Tristan your
brother? I’ll dance only for a few minutes. Then, I must find my
cousin and friend.”
    He pulled her into his arms to dance,
and his enchanting familiar eyes stirred unwanted emotions in her.
“I’m not like my brother. He has evil plans. I was sent to stop
him, and I need your assistance to do this. I’m here to see your
grandmother for a different reason other than what he told
you.”
    Her body flowed in perfect
harmony with him, and time stood still. Her pulse quickened with
every movement. “Then what do you want with us? Do you and Tristan have a
different dad? Is that why you have separate last
names?”
    Zach’s touch melted Simra
like warm honey. “We did have the same Father many, many years ago. Then,
he chose someone else to obey and a different path. That’s when
everything changed. I’m not going to kill your grandmother. God
sent me to collect her soul when she dies from my brother’s curse.
I’ll send her to Christ. You must understand. Azazel lies, and you
shouldn’t believe his tricks.”
    He squeezed her hand with affection.
“It’s a long story to explain why he and I have different last
names. Azazel is one of the fallen angels or a demon. I chose not
to follow his dark master. Today’s been a bit strange, you think?
This isn't a dream. Everything’s real. God sent me to stop Azazel
from wreaking havoc. I need your help to destroy him. He’s gone too
far this time.”
    She withdrew from him with haste, and
her cheeks burned with heat. “You must be insane! You’re not doing
anything to my grandmother. I’ll make sure of it! You and your
brother stay away from her or else. How do you read my every
thought?” Her body melted with a soft fire when he stepped
closer.
    He lifted her chin with his
finger. “Your grandmother’s dying because of Azazel. I’ve only come
to deliver her soul to God after she dies, not kill her. How could I murder such an
innocent and beautiful