Nina's point of view

As I gazed at the sky, a profound sense of sadness enveloped me while I watched the stars. Their presence evokes memories of my parents, particularly my mother. During her lifetime, she found great joy in observing the stars, believing that upon passing, a person's spirit transforms into a star. She would often sing to them, convinced that her own mother was watching over her.

"I hope you have indeed become one of those stars, Mother," I whispered, my voice trembling as tears streamed down my face.

"Your little Nina is managing well. I have formed wonderful friendships, and they are taking excellent care of me......