REZOIR ISRAEL HILLARCA POV

I will never forget the day I mostly hated her.

"That's fine, Rezoir. "The important thing is that I'm here, isn't it?" Nana smiled at me while patting my back. This is my medal. My eyes were fixed on the main gate of the university. I don't know why I still hoped; it's not the first time they have been absent from such events. that no matter how many rewards I get, they are not by my side.

"Which restaurant do you want to eat at, Nana?" Nana shook her head at me and laughed.

"What restaurant? No. It's even better if we just go home; I'll just cook for you. "Is it okay?"

"But still."

"Are you fed up with my cooking?" she said sullenly. I put my arm around her, and we started walking to the parking lot.

"Of course not!" "When did I say no to your cooking?"

"I will serve all your favorite dishes!" she said kindly. I just laughed and shook my head. Somehow the pain in my chest went away.

"You should understand Israel! "The girl doesn't have a mother; do you think I will let her g