Once little Bianca was awake and holding her hand, we left her room and headed towards the dining room.
Just as we were almost halfway down the stairs, we ran into her father, who froze in his place, staring at us intently, especially at his daughter.
- Mr. Sebastián, good morning. Little Bianca looks beautiful today, don't you think? - Damn it, I didn't even think about it, I just blurted it out.
I'm being too bold, which could have serious consequences.
I watch as my boss looks at me for a second and then fixates his gaze on his beautiful daughter. I need him to realize that, to understand that she's not to blame for anything, that she, like him, suffers from the loss of her mother.
I see his features changing as seconds pass and he looks at his daughter. He becomes colder, more arr
