Emma tugged Maya’s sleeve and signed something.
Maya laughed softly.
“She says the bear’s name should be Mr. Blue.”
Daniel blinked.
“You understood that?”
Maya nodded.
“Sophie says he likes tea parties.”
Lily added another flurry of signs.
Maya translated again.
“And Lily says he needs three sisters.”
Daniel suddenly had to look away.
For months, the girls had lived in a quiet world he couldn’t reach.
Doctors.
Therapists.
Specialists.
He had tried everything.
But here, in a restaurant, with a waitress who simply understood them…
They were alive again.
Daniel cleared his throat.
“Would you…” he began, hesitating.
Then he stopped.
He rarely asked favors.
But this mattered more than pride.
“Would you consider working for my family?”
Maya blinked in surprise.
“As what?”
“A companion for the girls,” Daniel said honestly.
“You already did more in five minutes than most specialists have done in months.”
The girls looked up hopefully.
Emma signed something again.
Maya smiled.
“She says you look less sad now.”
Daniel swallowed.
That nearly broke him.
He crouched beside the table.
“Girls,” he said softly.
“Do you like Maya?”
Three identical heads nodded instantly.
Then their hands moved again.
Maya translated.
“They say she talks with her hands like Mommy used to.”
