A few days later, Naomi attended her reunion.
Classmates who hadn't seen each other in a while had endless things to talk about. Naomi, never one for much conversation, sat to the side, eating and listening to them gossip. Before long, she grew bored.
Just as she was about to step out for some air, someone grabbed her arm and insisted she sing. Naomi politely declined and quickly found an excuse to slip away.
She spent the next couple of days at her grandparents' house, then stayed home until the holiday break was over.
The night before she was due back at school, Mrs. Gonzalez came into her room.
"Naomi, you're heading back to school to register tomorrow, right?"
Naomi nodded. She was looking at a message from her academic advisor in a group chat, checking off a list to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything.
Mrs. Gonzalez smiled faintly, a proud look in her eyes as she watched her daughter's methodical work.
She and Mr. Gonzalez had always wanted a daughter, and they were overjoyed when Naomi was born. She had initially worried that with so much doting, their daughter might grow up to be a little tyrant. But instead, Naomi took after her, becoming quiet, sensible, gentle, and serene—everything she had ever hoped for in a daughter.
She wasn't strict with her daughter, but she had her boundaries on certain matters, which was why Naomi had never gone through a rebellious phase. Now in university, her grades were excellent, and she even earned scholarships. The more Mrs. Gonzalez looked at her daughter, the more delighted she was.
"Is everything packed?" Seeing Naomi close her laptop, Mrs. Gonzalez walked over and stroked her daughter's hair. "Did you miss anything?"
Naomi shook her head, leaning into her mother's embrace. "No, I've got everything."
"That's good."
Mrs. Gonzalez patted her daughter's shoulder and sat down beside her. "I came to ask you what's really going on with you and Zebulon. You weren't serious about what you two said at the dinner table, were you?"
Naomi hadn't thought about Zebulon in a while. She had been staying home, avoiding social media, thinking she could escape the issue. But now, her own mother was bringing it up.


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