Prologue

Aviena's POV

'No! I don't want to go to the Philippines! " Camillia's already throwing tantrums while holding my legs. I can't help but look at her.

"Camillia." I just called her name and she slowly adjusted to her seat while holding back her tears.

'We're not going to stay there for so long. It will be fast. We will go home right away. "

"No."

"Why?" I ask calmly because my daughter doesn't usually throw tantrums when she doesn't have any reason to.

She sobbed slowly so I turned to look at her.

'Shh… Mama's not mad at you… I just wanted to know why don't you want to go there. Don't you want to see how beautiful Mama's birthplace is? " I asked her again so she tried to stop crying but she couldn't.

"I… I was just scared…" she whispered softly. I slowly stopped what I'm doing. I know what she's scared about.

"Hmm?"