SAMANTHA'S POV
"How come I'm seeing the old him? Some parts of his past? Could it be that I have the ability to see a person's past by singing while looking into their eyes?" I asked myself because I couldn't rest anymore.
"what if I try it to Camilla?" I asked myself.
I immediately left the room and looked for Camilla.
"Mom, where's Camilla?" I asked mommy when I couldn't see Camilla here in the living room.
"She's in her room, maybe playing." Mommy answered.
"Alright, thanks mom," I said and gave her a smile.
"Why? Is there any problem?" Mommy asked while still reading a magazine.
"Ah no, nothing mom," I replied before I turn my back and walk towards Camilla's room.
"Camilla?" I called her after knocking three times on her room.
"Come in sissy, why? What is the matter?" innocent answer at the same time questioning.
"Can I bother you for a moment? We will just do something for a while," I asked and talked to her.
"Yes, of course," she answered with a smile.