Michael Angelo
The Moon Goddess must be too forgiving, too merciful, to even grant me this blessing.
Or maybe, this is a curse...
She knows how I badly treated Nala before. How I brought pain and tears to my mate's eyes, yet, she allowed this to happen. She must have taken tremendous pity on my cries of agony and prayers for a second chance with Nala, to even organize this and for that, I was beyond grateful.
Thank you, Moon Goddess!
Currently, with the joy I am feeling comes the shock; I am still stunned seeing her here.
My mate. Is. Alive.
Nala is alive…
Even with her surprised expression, my Nala still looks beautiful like the day I lost her... Though, her hair and physique were different.
Instead of her hair being in her beautiful wavy white locks, it's black - I honestly wonder, at that second, how that happened.
Did she not like her hair from before?
And her body.
Oh, Jesus, her body; was toned and fit, unlike before, she was fat.