Chapter 9

Since we sat down, we hadn't started eating yet. I kept answering everything Lea was asking. More about the things I did for the past five years I was gone in England.

Although we kept in touch while I was away, face-to-face conversations aren't similar to texts and phone calls; those only happened when there were special occasions. The time had always been limited, so I couldn't tell them all the details.

"Mama is such a killjoy," Lea murmured while pouting her lips when Auntie Eugene told her to let me eat first.

"You know, if you're the only one who will be hungry, I'll let you carry on with an empty stomach. My grandson wouldn't have milk to drink when he wakes up," Aunt preached to her daughter just to make her stop talking, and because of that, she stopped.

Lea just gave birth to her second baby. A healthy baby boy who's already six weeks old.

Thinking about that made me feel sad for myself. Lea was only a few years older than me, but she had already given birth twice. The