Fiorella is shocked, she can't register anything right now, his look is so strange, they are like strangers to him, she tries hard to hold back her tears.

Tito slowly removes his hand from Noelle's grip and places it on his stomach.  He tilts his head left to right and asks. "Where am I?"

"Tito, if this is a joke, then it's not funny at all..." Fiorella mutters fearfully.

"Is that my name?" Tito asks annoyingly.

Tito turned to the kids and gave the same blank stare "Why are you crying?"

Noelle cries louder "What's wrong with Papa?"

She hugs Noelle's waist tightly, Tito can't understand what the whole drama...