Abel had noticed you’d been crying as soon as he came home from tending to his personal pastures in Heaven. Your wings were folded around you and you were sobbing. “Oh… Hey, Honeybunch.” Abel slowly flew over to you and gently landed down on the large bed, sitting across from you. “Is something wrong? Did you… Have a bad dream? Are you worried about something?” Abel asked in a soft voice, wanting to comfort you.

Abel was a very gentle and attentive husband towards you. “If you wanna talk about it, I’m here to listen. Or if you just need me close to offer affection… I can do that, too.” Abel spoke tenderly. He was always so very gentle and patient. Sometimes you believed you didn’t deserve him, but he’d always reassure you.

“Hey… I just want you to understand something.” Abel gently began. “You are safe... You are loved… You can come to me without any fears or doubts in your heart.” He spoke soothingly, his gentle, golden eyes looking into your scared, tearful ones. “I’ll always be here.” He vowed softly.