"You keep your feet out of that door, don't blame me for the bloodbath it starts," he said through his clenched teeth. "So be the good girl that you are, go back to our room and wait for me like a good girl," he said softly, caressing her cheek with...
Even in his silence, I see many unsaid words, but is it true or just my hallucinations?
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“Mumma,” 5-year-old Aditya called Gayathri, who was cooking.
“Yes baby,” Gayathri replied without looking at him
Aditya giggles, clapping his hand.
“Mumma,” Aditya called again, looking up at her.
“Yes baby,” Gayathri replied, still not looking at him.
Aditya giggles while covering his mouth.
“Mumma,” Aditya called again.
Gayathri turned off the stove and looked down at Aditya, who had been clinging to her leg since she started cooking. She picked him up in her arms as Aditya stretched his hand.
“What does this little boy want?” Gayathri asked, pinching his nose.
“Mumma,” Aditya replied and giggled loudly.
“Oh really?” Gayathri asked.
Aditya innocently looked at her and nodded his head.
“Aadi loves Mumma a lot,” Aditya said and hugged Gayathri's neck.
“Aww, Mumma loves Aadi a lot too,” Gayathri said and hugged him back.
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