"I wonder where your father is" the maid had said and followed after her companion who was already half way to the exit.
I honestly would have said that I wasn't sure if she didn’t walk off right after the question.
I've learnt that, to fully accept my daddy issues, I’ll have to be open about it in public. That way the maids, I’ve never once considered to learn their individual names, won’t think they are on to something with just that.
But what I truly fear now is the princess’ feedback to what I had said.
‘What kind of wife cannot keep the husband at arm’s reach?' Ahhhh, she is going to be so pissed. Especially when her marriage was conducted just a damn day ago.
I walked over to my door, disappointed at how I’ve been running my mouth lately when I know I’m the most hated maid ar
