Hector didn't have an answer to give his eldest daughter. He kept mute without letting a single word slip out of his mouth, he just couldn't tell them that the kiss that he shared with the maid had infiltrated the words that Rose had spoken out. “Dad, What were the first words Rose muttered?” Maria asked again, making Hector close his eyes before flashing them open.
He knew his face was getting sweaty and his hands were getting moist.
“I couldn't comprehend the words because I was genuinely joyous that she had spoken after a long time, moreover, knowing the words she let out isn't going to change the fact that she spoke right? Hector asked, making his daughter nod in agreement.
Hector was a bit frustrated. What if his youngest daughter had to speak again? What if she spilled everythi
