The next morning...
Today, Feliz woke up early to prepare food. It marks the one-year anniversary of her parents' passing. The small figure sat looking at her parents' urn, her face stained with tears. The memory of that day when her parents left right before her eyes still chokes her. Just thinking about that day shatters her heart. It squeezes her heart so much, she never thought it would happen to her.
"Mom... Dad... today I made all your favorite dishes... there's your favorite layer cake too, Mom... I woke up early to make it... just the way you like it, not too sweet... and here... Dad's favorite, crispy ruby dessert... I didn't forget..." She sobbed. "You know... don't be upset with me for making just Mom's favorite... because today I made both of your favorites." She sighed. "You
