When night fell and they were finally alone, Aurora folded herself tightly into Gabriel’s arms.
“I still can't believe you're really here,” she whispered. “I’m so grateful.”
But instead of pulling her close, Gabriel pushed himself up onto one elbow and looked at her. “Aurora there’s something I have to tell you. I am here, but there were conditions attached to my return.”
“Conditions, what do you mean?”
His brow dipped and a shadow fell over his eyes. “Aurora we have much work to do. There is so much that needs to be done and I will be counting on you to help us.”
“Us?” She repeated. “Gabriel you're acting very strange. What's going on? What are you talking about?”
As she waited for him to respond, his gaze was so intense that the hair on the back of her neck stood on end.
“The earth needs to be cleansed,” he began. “It must be returned to the way God created it. It’s what He wants Aurora. It’s the reason He sent me back.”
“Gabriel you're not making any sense. What do you mean it must
