A typical apartment, with only one black-and-white photograph in the living room: a gentle woman holding a little boy, smiling warmly.
Hugo lit a cigarette and spoke to the photo, "Mom, I think I've met someone like you again."
Next to the photo was a transparent jar containing what appeared to be ashes.
"That girl also has regenerative abilities," he muttered to himself, "and like you, she's being exploited by those closest to her."
It was then that I realized my remains were here with him.
Hugo opened the refrigerator, where I lay quietly inside.
He took out a file from the drawer, a case report from a murder investigation twenty years ago.
The killer was Hugo's father. The victim was his mother.
The reason: after discovering his wife's ability to be reborn, the father wanted to use her organs to save his mistress. Until the last time, when his mother couldn't come back to life anymore.