Burning Hearts

10. 𝐀 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫

Chapter-10

Author's POV

The soft glow of dawn filled the bedroom. Parul and Manav were still in a deep sleep. He was sleeping on Parul. His legs and arms circled her frame.

They looked like a mother and a son.

Aryan slept in another room yesterday and now, he came to wake them up from their slumber.

With gentle steps, he approached his room, quietly opening the door.

His heart stung seeing them like this.

Sunlight gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. He was happy yet sad. His feelings couldn't be explained.

Standing beside the bed, he lovingly brushed his hand through the young boy's tousled hair, coaxing him awake with tender whispers. Manav stirred, his eyes fluttering open, and a sleepy smile spread across his face as he recognised his father's familiar voice. He placed the back of his hand on Manav's forehead and the temperature was normal.

Manav grinned at Aryan and then looked at Parul, who was still sleeping.

Both of them decided to wake her up. Manav tapped her cheeks while Aryan stood there and watched the scene in awe. He patted softly on her cheeks and she groaned, stirring in her position. Manav giggled as Parul groaned.

The cute laughter filled the room eventually waking her up. Her eyes met with a pair of black doe eyes, filled with a mixture of warmth and affection. She smiled placing a soft kiss on his cheeks.

She hadn't noticed Aryan yet.

" Good Morning Pari" he said, his voice deep yet gentle. Knitting her brows, she turned towards the door and there he was, leaning against the wall, watching the duo in awe.

He looked handsome. His black hairs were slightly tousled. He was wearing a loose grey tee shirt and black shorts. He looked genuinely happy.

" Good Morning Arya" she chirped, sitting on the bed.

" breakfast in twenty minutes," he said and made an obvious face.

Aryan placed the brown bag on the couch and left the room.

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"I never expected you to be this good..." Parul said, munching on the breakfast.

Aryan usually prepared food on Sundays. It's the maids or the nanny who prepares food daily.

Earlier Aryan used to prepare food daily but then everything changed.

" Hmmm...I really like pulao" she sighed, giving him a full smile.

Manav giggled looking at his teacher's expressions.

" Mish...if you stay at our home, Papa will daily make pulao" he said, grinning.

Parul's smile dropped, and so did Aryan's.

Manav was still grinning thinking that Parul would say yes.

" Manav...if I stay here, Aditi Aunty will be alone. You don't want her to be alone right?" She asked, smiling.

" Uh.. hmm no mish...Rao nana is there" He said making a cute pout.

She bit her lips not knowing how to convince.