I used to dream of flying high with Aurora, but now it seemed foolish and naive.
It was time to wake up!
I had to pull myself together and start making money.
I couldn’t let the tragedy of not having enough to help my mother happen to my father.
Bang!
The hospital room door was shoved open roughly.
Aurora stepped in, wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a baseball cap, her eyes filled with impatience.
Behind her was her male assistant, Zachary Fisher, looking smug.
“Here’s 100 thousand dollars!”
“For your mom’s treatment. Don’t waste it!”
“I have an audition, so I have to go.”
As she dug through her handbag, a few stacks of bills spilled out, some even falling to the floor, like she was tossing coins to a beggar.
After flinging the money, she wrinkled her nose at the smell of the hospital room. Covering her face, Aurora turned and walked out.
She seemed to have completely forgotten that she was alive because my mother had donated a kidney to her.
She hadn’t always been like this. When she first entered the entertainment industry, she was kind and genuine.
But after becoming a big star, she changed, becoming cold and distant.
The irritation in her eyes said it all that our family was no longer worthy of her.
I remember that year at our boxing team’s gathering. I was ready to show off my superstar girlfriend, eager to prove to everyone that leaving the national team to be her bodyguard was the best decision I ever made.
But reality hit hard.
At the party, Aurora walked in just like always, wrapped up in a mask, sunglasses, and a baseball cap, hiding herself away.
My teammates greeted her, but she barely acknowledged them. No autographs, no pictures, nothing.
Of course, she was a big star now, and she acted like it.
She smiled for her fans but wouldn’t even glance at my teammates.
She didn’t seem to remember the sacrifices they made for her. When she was still struggling, they’d stepped in as stunt doubles for a movie. One even got his ribs broken to help her land a role.
My mom saw me floundering and gently asked Aurora to be nicer to my teammates.
But that only made her explode. She slammed her sunglasses on the ground and crushed them, shouting at my mom as if she were some kind of nobody who had to smile at everyone.
My mom was shocked and ended up crying at the table.
My teammates didn’t say a word. They just walked out.
After that, I was never invited to another boxing team gathering.