Beyond the Divorce

"Oh, really?" She seemed surprised, then looked at my mom without hesitation and said, "I didn't know she was from Yare."

I smiled faintly. "Not this mother here, but my biological mother. Her name was Lucille Avila, and she was probably from a noble family in Yare."

"In that case, I wouldn't have known her. Our family is just middle-class. In Yare, we're just an ordinary family." Hana's response was quick, and she was clearly distancing herself from any connection.

If their family was really ordinary, how could they afford to send their daughter abroad for further studies, especially to Monora?

I wasn't swayed by her words and said gently, "Some changes happened in my family. My father was framed, my mother was killed, and I lost all my childhood memories. Later, I found out that my current parents were not my biological parents. Back then, some people wanted to kill me, and they saved me, allowing me to live."

"Oh... is that so? You don't remember anything from before?" she asked.

high school entrance exam, so I want to understand Yare. I'm especially interested in the Avila family in Yare, since that's my mother's maternal family. That's why

saying that, I looked at Hana, who was sitting beside me in the rocking chair.

How could you not remember anything?" Hana looked at

She seemed to realize her reaction and quickly covered it up. "Then how did you

mother's family and might even have some connection to them. After a moment of thought, I began to recount the events I knew to Hana. "I couldn't do anything about any of it. It happened when I was just 11

day, my father was reported dead. He was on the same flight as Atlas's parents' when their plane crashed. My mother was deeply in love with my father,

and uncovered the truth, only to be ruthlessly killed. She made my favorite fried chicken on the day she passed away. But when I returned from school, I had lost my mother forever." I narrated this tragic story

scrutinizing me, and her face unconsciously became cold. At this moment, her expression showed a natural

to stare at her, shaking my head. I explained

interrupting me, but I could see fluctuations in her

"I didn't think such ruthless people could exist. Does your biological father know that