“I don't have her phone number. To be honest, things haven't been easy here at all.” Her voice grew sad.

“What do you mean?” Aurora asked, concerned.

“His mother doesn't like me. If you could see the kind of person she is, you would be shocked, just like I am. Since I arrived, we've had zero dialogue, and every time we see each other, it's unpleasant! She judges me by my appearance, nationality, social status, and a million other things. She looks me up and down; she's arrogant, conceited, and