First Words That Could Break A Couple

Time passed by so fast. I didn't even feel it. It's amazing how quickly moments can slip away when we're not paying attention. Before I knew it, I was one month old. I was delighted because I got my eyesight, and it makes me pleased that I can now see my surroundings. My family had a party for me, like it was my first birthday. All nobles and the royal family were invited. It was a splendid and extravagant celebration. My family was overdoing this. But I feel blessed to have this kind of family. They showered me with love and attention, making me feel truly special. I couldn't have asked for a better start to my life.

In my second month, I started to smile at them when they tried to amuse and entertain me. There was one time that my father was scolded by my mother. He didn't attend the court meeting of the high-ranking nobles and the king because he's busy making me smile. He got excited that he never leaves my side. Mom threatened to have separate rooms with him if he wouldn't leave my side. That's the time when Father came back to his senses.

Now, I'm three months old. I've been practicing my mouth for the past few months. Every night, after my mom puts me in my cradle to sleep, Wonderland comes into my room to watch me. My mom would then leave me and go to her shared room with Dad. I would wait for Wonderland to go to sleep so I could practice speaking. They were just pure mumblings, but at least I made progress.

One night, as I was practicing my sounds, Wonderland suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me with surprise. I froze, unsure of what to do next. But then she smiled and whispered, "I'll keep your secret, little one." I sighed in relief. I thought she would freak out.

The unexpected slamming of the door woke me up the following morning. Suddenly, I noticed five people with expectant expressions crowding over my cradle. Realizing my secret was out, my heart raced. I understood they were acting in this way because of a recent discovery. They had heard the news from Wonderland. I knew my life was about to change forever. I was planning to reveal this after a few months. It was just ruined right before my eyes. I'm afraid that they would think that I was a freak and would not treat me well now. They won't love me anymore.

"Is it really true that our sister is smart?" Adonis asked our dad. It was supposed to be a whisper, but he's loud, for sure. The rest of the family shushed him right away. I guess they're disappointed with me talking so early in my age.

"She's not smart, Adonis. She's a genius!" Alexander gave Adonis a scowl as he spoke. Then everyone started grinning, as if they were pleased with this revelation. I let out a giggle. Why am I even doubting them? They're crazy for me. I should just be more confident in my family's love for me. So, I guess I'll just try to speak today.

"Dada." I let out a giggle as I said that. My dad looks so ecstatic to hear those words. He was so thrilled that he picked me up and held me up in the air. We pleasantly giggled at each other, unaware that the tension in the air had gotten so thick.

"We should make this day a holiday for all the people in our duchy, right, princess?" Dad said while laughing so heartily. I just rolled my eyes. Whatever you say, Dad, I can't stop you anyway.

Abruptly, the room grew silent and chilly. All we could hear was Mom clearing her throat. As if on cue, my dad stopped laughing. I saw his Adam's apple move when he gulped. Uh-oh. I think we angered the tigress.

"Mama," I immediately said, trying to rescue my dad. I opened my arms, trying to tell Mom to carry me. Mom smiled at me lovingly and picked me up from my father. Was the rescue successful?

"I love you so much, my lovely daughter. Even if'mama' was not your first word," Ske kissed me as she said that. She looked at me lovingly, but when she turned her gaze to my dad, her expression changed. The room got so cold again. It was amazing how she could smile coldly while bringing my dad to his knees.

"Oh, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Alessandro Red. There will be no holiday happening today." The more she speaks, the more the tension in the air gets thicker. My brothers just kept their mouths shut the whole time, but they're openly glaring at our dad. It was adding tension to the air. For sure, they were also afraid of Mom when she's like this. I've never seen my mom sulk like this before. It was as if a storm was brewing inside her, ready to unleash its fury at any moment. The atmosphere in the room felt suffocating, like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.

Should I say 'Mama' instead? I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for potentially causing more conflict between my parents. The weight of the situation hung heavy in the air, making me question if I should intervene or stay out of it to avoid making things worse. I know this family really likes to be overdramatic over simple things. I should think about what words to say in the future.

I saw my dad frantically nod his head as if to not disobey my mom anymore. "Yes, wife." The name drop made him so afraid to defy Mom. As I observed their dynamic, I realized the power struggle that existed within their relationship. It was clear that my mom held a significant amount of control, and my dad's fear of upsetting her was palpable. This experience taught me that I should always stick to mom.

"This week, you'll spend the night in the guest room. No objections.” My mother's last words devastated my father. He really doesn't have an option. The boss has made up their mind already. And I suppose I made an appropriate decision. Should "mama" have been my first word, today would be a holiday. There’s no stopping her.