But Tiara refused to believe it.
She kept feeding Damian the formula anyway, and later, Damian's fever broke and he seemed fine, growing taller and stronger.
Then Tiara credited the formula for it.
I once glanced at a photo of Damian. He was twice the size of other babies his age.
He looked a bit too healthy.
But Tiara didn't think so. She kept posting his photos on her social media.
She even captioned: [My son is going to be a big success with this strong body.]
Watching Damian's unusual growth, I thought about the recent news of an inferior formula circulating and could only sigh silently.
When I got the news that my cousin was getting married, I went back to my hometown.
Sure enough, as soon as I got home, my ears were filled with nagging.
My mom was still grumbling non-stop, basically saying that even my cousin was married now, but no one wanted me.
I ate some snacks, pretending I didn't hear anything.
My gaze shifted to Damian, who was lying on the floor nearby.
He was five now, but he was as sturdy as a little bull, chubby and round. The most striking thing about him was his big head, which looked about as big as an adult's.
He looked completely different from Damian in my previous life.