Private Finished Flowers For Lost Times

Evangelina was enjoying a rather quiet day, she only had one client meeting that just ended, the florist was for once doing his job right and the bridal gown shop hadn't lost any of the bridesmaid dresses. Everything seemed to be going along smoothly with the caterer as well, since Evangelina was on the phone with them at this moment.
"Yes, I want them there by 9am on Saturday. No, good sir, you are a baker, and I know for a fact that you wake up at 4am, 9am is not too early. Yes, I know. Yes, yes. Very well, 9:30am, but not a minute later. You know the schedule is strict. Yes, thank you. Goodbye."
Evangelina ended the call, and took a deep breath. She really needed to consider hiring a caterer on site, this wasn't going to work for much longer when the orders got bigger and bigger as the business grew.

Evangelina was taking a shortcut through the park to her car, that she had parked by the bridal gown shop. She was sipping a Starbucks coffee, strawberry macchiato with chocolate whipped cream. Evangelina had a hopeless sweet tooth.
Evangelina took a moment to look around, the air had a nip to it but otherwise the weather was quite pleasant. Although Evangelina spied some darker clouds over the horizon. She sighed, hopefully the twins had packed their umbrellas.
Evangelina was distracted from her thoughts when she saw a familiar figure ahead. Was it one of her old customers? She'd have to stop and say hi. Evangelina turned to face their direction, already having a professional smile on her face, but that was wiped and changed into an expression of confusion and shock when Evangelina saw who was couple of meters before her.
Cecete?

Evangelina almost dropped her coffee as she froze in place, staring at her old friend, who was supposed to be dead. She didn't feel like she could breathe, was she dreaming? Evangelina pinched herself hard, no, this was true. Without thinking Evangelina ran forward, already crying, and spread her arms when she got closer to Cecete.
"Cecete! Oh my goodness, yo-!"
Evangelina was cut off when she tripped over nothing, thanks to her curse, and fell flat on her face. Her coffee, thankfully only warm and not hot, flew in an arch and some of it should've landed on Cecete's legs of feet.

Evangelina was used to having scraped knees and bruises and cuts due to the misfortune she carried around with her. So even now, when she felt her weight shift and head towards the ground, Evangelina was prepared for the possible damage the fall would cause and her arms were brought forward, ready to catch her fall.
But Evangelina was supported by her shoulders, and the only place she felt was aching were her knees, that were touching the ground. The skin was still intact. But Evangelina couldn't care less about any of that. She heard a voice so familiar it hurt even worse than her knees and Evangelina looked up at Cecete. This close there was no mistaking it. It was Cecete.

Tears fell down on Evangelina's cheeks as she quickly stood upright and wrapped her arms around Cecete tightly. She was shaking from shock and happiness as she held the real flesh and blood Cecete in her arms.
"I can't believe it, it's you! Cecete! Oh, Cecete!"
Evangelina repeated Cecete's name couple of more times, before she gasped a bit and pushed her friend back a bit, looking at her with surprise and confusion.
"But...how are you here?! You're not supposed to have revival abilities! There was a funeral a-and Alex was...Cecete, how are you here?"

As Evangelina took in Cecete's features and gestures she could also see the lack of recognition and confusion, if not utter shock in her expression and eyes. That in turn confused Evangelina, didn't Cecete recognize her? What was going on?
But the woman answered that question herself, when she told Evangelina what she was doing here. But why was Cecete talking about Manta Carlos like she hadn't been here before? Evangelina frowned, she was baffled. Did Cecete remember anything? What did she mean Heaven sent her? Evangelina hadn't checked in with any of her fellow gods that worked in Heaven about Cecete, death should follow its course. Evangelina's sister and mother were goddesses of death, so she knew that. But why would Heaven re-use a soul and remove all its memories? Or was Cecete's likeness just used but the inside was different? But Cecete if anyone was perfect for working with children, and Evangelina knew from the air around her that this was Cecete.

"Cecete, of course I recognize you. We are friends, or at least I like to think we still are. I mean, when you- No! This is not about that! Don't you remember? You lived here, Cecete. You had a life and family. I planned your wedding."
Evangelina still had tears pouring from her eyes, but her expression was firm yet gentle. She had a loose grip on Cecete's shoulders, and she observed her face for any signs that she knew what Evangelina was talking about.

Cecete did react to Evangelina's words, but not in the way she had expected or hoped. The woman lifted a hand to her temple, it looked like she was in pain. Concern flared in Evangelina's features and she leaned down a bit to look at Cecete's face. And she heard her words and saw the tear.
"Cecete..."
Evangelina said in a sad, quiet voice. But she didn't have time to answer, Cecete raised both her hands to her temples and her form seemed to crumble, as she leaned forward towars Evangelina.
"Oh no! Are you alright, my dear? Well, of course you're not, what am I saying. Here, let's sit down, okay?"
Evangelina would try to carefully lead Cecete to sit down to a nearby bench, supporting her by keeping a firm hand on her lower back and shoulder. If Cecete followed, Evangelina would help Cecete sit down but remain standing herself.
"Please forgive me, Cecete. Of course springing this all on you wasn't a good idea. I have some water. Do you need an ambulance?"
Evangelina was good at dealing with hectic situations, she was a wedding planner and weddings were the definition of hectic. But in this situation even her hands were shaking a bit as she pulled out a water bottle and loosened the lid in case Cecete wanted some water.
If Cecete's soul had really been used again, then that meant all the memories of her previous life should've been wiped for good. But if they had the possibility to return...would it continue to be painful? Evangelina didn't want to hurt her friend in any way, and if her memories returning would really be that painful Evangelina wasn't sure if she wanted that, to make Cecete go through it. She had already died once. But...
What about Cami?
"Would it be easier for you if I left you alone?"

Evangelina nodded at Cecete's words and observed with concern how she drank, and after she was finished she took the bottle and closed it again. Cecete seemed to feel better already, and Evangelina relaxed enough to sit next to her. She waited for Cecete to talk first, Evangelina tried to avoid putting any kind of pressure or pushing her friend's mind.
Eventually Cecete spoke, and her words broke Evangelina's heart. She touched her hand to Cecete's shoulder and squeezed a bit.
"It must be so hard for you, I can't begin to imagine. Though I know my support might feel useless at the moment I would be honoured to act as a shoulder to lean on. Being friends with you before was one of the best things that happened to me, it would mean a world to me to have it again."
Evangelina started to tear up again, Cecete had been one of her only friends, and her death had devastated Evangelina. So having her friend back was a miracle, and even if they'd have to make friends again from the very beginning ig was a task Evangelina would gladly do again.

When Cecete looked at Evangelina with that ever so familiar look in her eyes she couldn't help but choke, and tears fell from her eyes again. Evangelina hugged Cecete again, though more slowly this time so she'd have the chance to push her away.
"Thank you..."