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couch. He exhaled and walked forward. “Finally, it took you long enough. How is she doing?”
    Ehron frowned. “Well, I suppose. Abby is lonely.”
    “ Are her parents coming around?”
    “ Too much, if her thoughts are any indication. They’re out of town visiting her mother’s sister right now, though. Abby waited until they were gone before she arranged the painting.”
    “ I can see that. Her dad would want to do this for her.”
    “ Yes and Abby wants them to see she can do things for herself.”
    Tristan nodded and kept on pacing. “Is she eating well?”
    “ Yes. She’s a little on the thin side, but she did have hyperemesis gravidarum and—”
    “ What ?” Tristan took out his phone and Googled the term. Hyperemesis gravidarum (HG) is a complication of pregnancy characterized by intractable nausea, vomiting, and dehydration .
    The blood drained from his face. “Is she okay?”
    “ She’s fine. It’s just taken a little while for her to recover from months of constant vomiting.”
    Tristan popped his knuckles, pacing harder. “I want to help her. She should not be doing this alone.” He looked up as he paced. “Why can’t I tell her? I know she’s angry at the situation, but she would let me help—”
    “ Stop right there.” Ehron crossed his arms over his chest, his eyebrows narrowed. “Telling Abby anything is against the rules. Not. Permitted. And you’ve got bigger problems than your guilt.”
    Tristan stopped and turned toward Ehron. “Like what?”
    “ Your girl is very much in love with David Daniels. She has to fall in love with Tristan Ramirez.”
    “ I’m the same person.”
    “ Did you see David Daniels when you looked in the mirror this morning?” Tristan shook his head. “Neither will Abby. And if you try to make an argument to that effect on her, she’s going to write you off as a grief-stricken widower who perhaps needs some inpatient hospitalization. Besides,” Ehron said with a shrug, “even though she is in love with David Daniels, she might not have wanted to be with him anymore if he were here.”
    Tristan blinked. “You think she would fall out of love with me...I mean David ?”
    “ Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? You have to realize that would be a possibility.” Ehron cocked his head to the side. “What happened when David last saw Abby?”
    Tristan flinched as he remembered her tears. “She saw me... David ...having sex with his secretary.”
    Nodding, the angel crossed his arms over his chest. “Right. Tell me, Tristan, how many men had Abby been with before David?”
    Were all conversations with angels this damned painful? “I... David was her first.”
    “ Uh huh. And David cheated on her, despite having made constant proclamations of love over the years.”
    His frustration grew, both with himself for hurting Abby and Ehron for dredging up the memories. “I know this.”
    “ Sure you do. But do you also know that David killed something in Abby with that single act of indiscretion.”
    Tristan clenched his eyes shut and shook his head. “No.”
    “ Her belief in a love so powerful that it would transcend death died on David’s desk that afternoon.”
    His head was splitting. “ Stop it .”
    “ Abby needs restoration, and healing.”
    “ I know.”
    “ Give her a reason to believe again.”
    Tristan ’s eyes blurred with tears.
    “ Abby needs someone to have the same faith and love in her that she held for David for eight years.”
    Tristan sunk back on the couch, the tears falling freely. Knowing that Abby hurt because of him... David was more painful than dying.
    “ She needs what you can give. You can fix what David broke.”
    “ How?”
    “ Love her.” Ehron’s voice softened. “Look, things are going to be tough. You’re trying to convince a woman who is still broken that love is possible. If you want the happily ever after with Abby, you’re going to have to stick with this fight and not crawl on top of your secretary the