CHIARA POV
"Are you sure about this? You can leave next year," my mom's voice quivered with a mix of sadness and longing, tears glistening in her eyes. Dad stood unwaveringly beside her, offering support as we found ourselves standing outside the airport. The purpose of their presence here was to bid us farewell, as Xander, Ximara, and I were about to embark on a journey back to our homeland, the Philippines, for good.
A tinge of skepticism filled my heart as I responded to my mom's words, "Mom, how many times have you said that in the past? We've been living here for six long years, right?" The repetition of her promise had rendered it hollow and void of genuine meaning. It seemed as though she lacked the true intentions of actually sending us back, yet simultaneously, she was reluctant
