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"Wala. Eh, para kang namatayan diyan." "It doesn't concerned you naman, eh." "Anong hindi? Eh, girlfriend mo ako. Saka darating ang araw, asawa mo na ako." "RiaMae, babalik na muna ako sa States." "B-bakit?" "Ayaw kong maging pabigat. Nahihirapan na si Mama sa akin." "Deretsuhin mo nga ang dila mo, ang gulo mo, eh."

Even now, just remembering the lies he spread about me sent a cold shiver down my spine. Before Jensen could hand over the baby, his mother let out a sharp, mocking snort beside him. "Some people think giving birth makes them royalty. My son's been breaking his back taking care of the baby, and she still wants to order him off to work overtime. Lazy good-for-nothing. If you can't even give us a son, you might as well admit you're a curse!"

"My parents moved us to the States so that they could make money. But once we were here, me and my brothers and sisters integrated into the American culture while my parents later returned to the island to retire. We have a saying in the Azores. Vou morrer pra minha terra; I will die in my homeland. My parents live by that saying." She gave him a steady look. "You miss it don't you?"

I let out a huge sigh before sharing the burdening act with them. “As you both know…… I'm not a Chinese….” I continued, “…And when my studies are over, no matter what, I have to return to my country to get married to someone of my own culture….as a part of my filial duties......”

“I will always come back home. This is were we grew up and I promise this is where I’ll grow old too.” I finish my school abroad and even work there for a while, I lost contact with Asher but I always call Faye, we don’t talk about Asher and Harry when we talk even though I’m curious I choose not to be curious and that’s how I live peacefully here in aboard but when mom told me she wanted to come back home I couldn’t be more happy and came back together with her. She’s finally moved on and she want me to come back home too. She bought a house for herself and I bought an apartment for mine too.

When my parents found out, they were deeply worried. My mother held my hand. "Marina, it's not that we don't love our country… but you're our only child. I can't bear to lose you." As she spoke, her eyes turned red-rimmed, and tears threatened to fall. My father, too, turned his head away and quietly wiped his eyes. I had expected them to forbid me from going, but instead, they gave me their blessing. My father said, "It's our honor to see you serve our country. No matter what happens, we'll always be proud of you."

"Now, even you? Even you will leave us?" I took a deep breath and said, "It's different, mom, it's different. I'll leave you for good, and I will come back once I reach my goals." I walked closer to her and clutched her hands. I stared at her eyes with my utmost sincerity and said. "Just let me be, I will come back, I promise." I grabbed my things and tried to walk away. My mother tried to stop me again, but it's useless. I already made up my mind.

Speaking of this, Charlie said helplessly, “But look at what you said just now. You were born and raised in the United States, and your motherland is the United States. You already said so yourself. So, I cannot be in such a hurry to recognize and acknowledge you as my compatriot, right? Wouldn’t I be forcing you to betray your own motherland, then?” The other party suddenly cried out as he choked up and said, “Mr. Wade, I was wrong! To be honest, I was not born in the United States. In fact, I was born in Oskia. But later, my parents took me to the United States, and after our migration, I became an American citizen. The reason why I have always declared and told everyone that I was born in

Not from the truth. She nodded slowly. “Yes, Camila. That was your dad.” The little girl blinked, her expression unreadable for a long moment. “I liked him.” Natalia's throat tightened. “I know.” Camila looked down at the picture in her hand—a family drawing. A woman. A child. A man added in pencil, just recently sketched in. “Can he come back again?” Natalia didn’t have an answer. She pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, holding her like she was the only stable thing left in a world suddenly tilting.