Anastasia’s POV
“We’ll visit your uncle Diego in the company first before we checked in.” Aunt Marca breaks the silence.
We’re now inside the plane and in just a few hours, I’ll be seeing the Philippines again.
“Alright Aunt, I’ll take a nap first,” I uttered.
She nodded. I glanced at the view outside as we were getting away from the city of love and it was getting cloudy too. I put on ear pods and play a piece of soft music so I could sleep.
I didn't know how long the flight took but finally. I’m stepping on the Philippine airport, breathing the air I missed for how many months.
“Seems like you missed the Philippines didn’t you?” Aunt Marca asked as she glance at me.
“Sort of Aunt, this is my home through memories aren’t kinda pleasing to remember,” I replied.
She smiled.
