“Dad!” Kristel widened her smile, walked up to her dad, and hooked her arm around his elbow. “Mom and I had just discussed something.”

“Is that so? But why do I hear someone’s name? Who is it?” Hector rolled his eyes to the side, his habit when trying to remember something, but he was unsure what it was.

Kristel and Eliza shared a knowing look. The former shook her head at her mom, her eyes begging not to say anything, but her mom exhibited a teasing smile across her face.

“What?” Hector shifted his gaze to his beloved wife and daughter.

Later on, Eliza couldn’t hide it anymore. “I’m just...