Mom, Please Love Me Even Once

My birthday and my dad Jeremy Portman's death anniversary fall on the same day.

After Jeremy's passing, my birthday ceased to hold any joy.

When the killer held a gun to my head, I was forced to call my mother, Natalie Portman.

"Natalie, today is my eighteenth birthday. Can you come celebrate with me?"

However, all I received was a torrent of hateful curses devoid of any warmth.

"You're the reason your dad's dead, and now you've got the nerve to ask me to celebrate your birthday? I wish it was you instead of him!"