HiroMamoru

Meanwhile, Tèa was in her own room with her family getting ready. Her mother, a former nurse named Myra Gardner, walks in as she puts in her pearl earrings. She wore black cotton pants and a  shirt like the blouse her daughter - who still wore the same clothes from earlier that day - wore but sky blue with matching black dresslike shoes. She was young, early thirties. Same bright, blue eyes and brown hair as her daughter but up in a tight bun. Her husband, Michael Gardner, walks over, wrapping his hands around his wife's waist before softly kissing her cheek. "You look lovely, my darling..." he uttered softly in her ear. "It's just casual c