Gary's POV
Once again, I've found my way into the cemetery. It's almost 8 pm at night, but I miss my sisters too much. It's heart wrenching.
"I know, I know, four times a week. But, don't blame me, because I love you both more than anything," I murmur, crouching next to their graves opposite to each other.
I look up at the heavens above, and sigh with tears brimming my eyes. Despite the sadness, my lips twitch upon seeing just two lone stars in the darkness. There's no harm in hoping my sisters hear my every single word, right?
"Myra is finally coming back to her usual form," I tell them, and now I am really smiling. Her smile that is only reserved for me flashes through my eyes and I literally feel my heart warming up.
"I've figured out something. She is getting more better since she
