Madeline’s POV

“You are heavier than I thought…”

I looked up at the face that caught me in his hands. The first thing I saw was the glowing brown eyes of Uriel. He was smiling down at me, and even if the perfumes still do not exist in this timeline, he smelled good naturally, like he just bathed himself with a lot of cinnamon leaves.

“Why are you sniffing me?” he asked curiously.

That is when I realized that my nose was doing its business on his shirt. I got paralyzed, but I did my ...