Chapter 65
- “Since when could she talk like this?” Benson’s brow knitted.
- “A while now,” she muttered as she tried to get on her feet.
- “Hmm, that is amazing,” He nodded his head and leaned on the door frame. “My mother always said that I was slow at growing up entirely. I didn’t walk, I didn’t talk early… I didn’t do all the basic stuffs early.”