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However, the lack of blood family members never shook me. I quickly became part of Beatrice's life and family. So she was the only family I cared about to spend Christmas together, or to send happy birthday messages. Because my real family, which consisted only of a sister who lived in the neighboring city of the countryside, only remembered my existence to ask for money. By the way, that day, I was blocked on my sister's WhatsApp, and I hadn't received any news from my two nephews since my birthday last year, when she sent me a message saying that she wouldn't want me to visit her, because she wouldn't make any cake for me.

Of course, I didn't miss the lack of my sister's cake at all, even though she worked as a confectioner and her cakes were wonderful. However, I resent not having a friendly relationship with my family. Because many people beat their feet in saying that the problem was that I wasn't interested enough to call and ask for their day-to-day trivialities, and that that