I knew she was heartbroken, of course, even more heartbroken about her biological daughter whom she had carried for ten months and raised for ten years. But I knew her feelings of attachment to me were genuine.

My dad couldn't control his emotions either and burst into tears. The three of us hugged each other and cried bitterly.

I couldn't lose them. I had only been with Rory White and Lucille White for ten years and didn't remember anything from those years. Perhaps if I never recovered those memories, they would just be relatives with shared genetic material to me.

The ones who had truly cared for me were the elderly couple in front of me.

Rose eventually made her way downstairs at this precise moment, ending our uneasy silence. She also asked a lot of questions about their daughter.

Unfortunately, due to their fugitive status, they had nothing about their daughter, not even a photo.

It was then that I understood my mom's kneeling just now. Atlas was correct. Navi seemed to be