Livia:
Human Land.
"I brought fresh fruits and dessert," I called as I entered my home, my cozy little space where my heaven existed.
I took off my shoes and dropped my keys on the table at the entrance.
The apartment next to mine still had some screaming coming from it. That was their usual happy dinner night.
It was a luxury condo that I had moved into. I used to think that people with money were very happy and that their lives were different and luxurious. That only existed in movies.
They had their own troubles, and they were even more sinister than being poor and worrying about what I was going to eat for the night.
"Mom," I called again.
The minute I stepped into the wide living room, I smelled the scent of freshly grilled steak. My nostrils flared, and a smile spread across my lips.
When I turned my head toward the open kitchen, my mother stood there, humming to herself while making dinner for us.
"How was your day, honey?" my mother asked, making me smile at her for always taking a moment before responding to my greeting.
She never answered me until she had finished her humming. That actually made me very happy for her.
She had been in a very toxic relationship, but ever since we moved out of that toxic home and she moved in with me in this condo that I had recently been given as a gift, life had changed.
My mother was happier now. For the first time, she did not rush. It was amazing.
"I was at the hospital taking care of the president and some very elite patients," I replied as I approached her to give her a hug and a kiss.
"Take that lab coat off. I hate the chemical smell of it," she muttered, making me roll my eyes.
I took a quick sniff and gave her a pat on the back.
"This is what I have been craving, a happy meal after a long, tiring day," I said as I yawned and stretched.
I walked out of the kitchen and dropped onto the big comfy couch with the TV playing in front of me.
"Yeah, um, isn't it sad that the day he got appointed as president was the same day he got married and the same day he fell sick?" I replied, shaking my head briefly.
"Well, the world doesn't know, so you should not talk about it," my mother whispered, hushing me with a finger to her lips.
"They are trying to help him recover so he can finally appear in public because people are starting to worry about his whereabouts. It will not be long before they question where their president is," I continued.
My eyes shifted to the big windows that stretched tall, with a clear view of the city outside. Tall buildings stood everywhere, each with its own lives going on inside.
Wind moved through the streets below, but because our condo was on a high floor, we were not bothered much by the vehicles. It was a rich area.
This was how the human world was. There was one main presidential city, which was called the human city. Then there were smaller cities around it, and one president ruled them all.
"What happened to the president's first wife?" my mother asked after she sat down and we picked up our plates to start eating.
She brought up the poor woman who had been doing the job I was appointed to before me.
The president’s first human researcher wife.

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