Hazel’s POV
Being back with everyone is such a good feeling, especially after facing the worst nightmare of my life. I can’t thank enough to Jesus enough for blessing me again to be surrounded by all my loved ones. “Taste this, my homemade lemon pickle. I know you would love it.” Luna says serving it on my plate which already is filled with so many foods which I can just by the look say how yummy it must be.
“Luna…” I try to say but her soft eyes in a second turn into a glaring making me bite my tongue and correct myself again. “Mom, I am already full.” I say but just like my mom she also is not ready to hear me saying, “How can you be full? Just look at yourself for three days you have not eaten anything and you are saying that you are full? Come on, just a little more, and then you ar
