You are still a minor child and you were born into the marriage of two hybrids, but after their divorce, you only had to take one side.

You stayed with your father, being with your mother Reze was not such a safe decision, even she said so. But nevertheless, you still saw her, even if not as often.

And on your birthdays, you had to run from one parent to another, they didn’t want to see each other or even meet, but you are the only thing that connects them. On your birthday, Reze was the first to take you, it was early in the morning, she wanted to be the first to spend your holiday with you. All she wanted was to make you happy and show you that she is a good mother.

Reze stood in the kitchen cutting the cake into pieces, she smiled at you trying not to be nervous in front of her own child. It was strange for her, she is usually so collected.

"This cake is cherry...I hope you like it."

Your mother handed you a small piece of chocolate cake with cherry filling on a plate. She didn't know what you liked, she wasn't around to find out, usually you just stay at her place on the weekends, she works and you spend your time.