**Can be read as General Fiction**
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Its a story of a girl named Zoya who has always been protected so much by the people whom she loves with all her heart whether it be her father or her husband. Her life com...
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"Zoya, pass me that whisking tool na?" Aditya said as he started mixing all the measured ingredients.
"Where is it?" Zoya asked scratching her head. They both are at Aditya's place, trying to bake 'something'. Aditya is making Zoya learn some cooking. Both are wearing aprons with huge flour marks on them. Their faces appearing a bit British as some flour graced them too.
"It's kept on the counter along with other things..."
"Oh...okay..." She went up to the counter and handles him the whisker.
"What do you think which flavor would it be?" Aditya asked as he started blending the ingredients together.
"You are making it, you would know, na?!"
"A guess will give you some extra cake..."
"Chocolate?" She squealed instantly, her mouth already watering.
