(Third Person POV)
Meanwhile, in the Black Moon Clan, the real Gayle slept on, stuck in her paradisical, wonderful reunion with her parents.
“But Papa, why isn’t Ryder here with us? He should be experiencing this moment too… this beautiful moment where we are all finally reunited as one happy family.” She said with a contented sigh.
Gayle sat at the feet of her parents, her back to them as her mother combed her long, blond hair and her father struck peaceful chords on his favorite guitar.
Yes, this was how much they used to spoil her when they were alive, only Ryder was missing from the picture and Gayle seriously hated it.
“Chiquitita,” Her father called her by his special nickname for her, “The day I came here, your brother and I had a fight. He had apparently found the woman he wa
