Rise of Nelson Baristan

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ide and joy, the reason behind her tireless efforts, and he had vowed never to take her sacrifices for granted. Life wasn't

someone from his humble background. Nelson had earned his spot through relentless hard work and a 50% scholarship.

eet. Despite the hardships, she never complained or spoke ill of anyone. She often returned home

Weekdays were for school and pizza deliveries, while weekends were spent helping his mother with her j

mmer break, Victoria fussed over hi

rything? Your books? Lunch?" she asked,

a grin. "I'm eighteen, not five.

oy," she replied, brushing im

promise to be careful and do everything

ping his cheeks. "You're growing

tionately. "And you're still

tone playful. "Now eat up bef

where a plate of omelette and a steaming cup of tea awai

drink tea standing like

t apologies, Victoria Baristan. I shall now dine at th

ern expression softening

d him fondly, a conte

. Thank you," he said, fini

he dishes before you leave," she

und me, Mother. After such a sumptuo

drama," Vict

he grabbed his bag. "Am I fre

goodbye," she said sassily,

in, and kissed her ch

her voice warm. "I'll head out later to look

n said, his brows knitting toge

ll summer without a break. I won't let you

ut

sure, Nelson, and I'll do whatever it takes

his argument, Nelson sigh

ck to see her standing in the do

rainWhite University. His dreams were big, and the road ahead was long, but he had