Aurora kept her eyes fixed on Nana’s laughing face while reminiscing about what happened 15 years ago. She remembered how, at that time, she considered her aunt as her mom. She remembered how she drew a little picture of their family with her aunt and uncle behind her, and Nana in front, all smiling, even though she was the only outcast with black hair. As she looked at the picture she drew, she felt proud. In her moments of happiness, she ran to her aunt, wanting to try and earn praise. Her aunt was sitting at the table in the kitchen, tightening her hand on the phone as if she had received bad news, with a cup of coffee in front of her. Little Aurora, oblivious to that, called out to her, only to be splashed with tea. She was quick to dodge, but unfortunately, it splashed on her forearm, running down to her hand. She let out some sobs, but her aunt didn’t care and said to her that she wasn’t her mom, but hers was a bitch. But what can a 5-year-old understand? After venting her ange
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