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Chapter 6.

Flashback continues (14 years ago)
Dev (12 years old)
Preet (6 years old)
Dev's POV
Her smile is refreshing!

I held her hands which were so soft like an infant. I took her to our table, picking her small body, I sat her down on one of the chairs. That was beside me.

"Who is this little angel with us?" Asked mom. I like how she approached my little sweetie.

Wait! My little sweetie?
Yes! My little sweetie.

She looked hesitant talking to mom. She looked at me with her honey eyes and then mom. I bet she's a shy type.

"Mom, she has lost her way. She was crying there alone. Among strangers. Anyone could have taken advantage of her. So I took her here. We will find her parents after she eats something and feels better." I said. Mom smiled at me and patted my shoulders in appreciation. I smiled back.

I saw my little sweetie looking at the chocolates with longingness. She looked at me. As if asking for permission.

She was literally very adorable! How she really melted me over her cuteness without even trying!

I smiled before unwrapping a chocolate and giving it to her. As soon as she took it. Prateek snatched it away from her.

"My chocolate" he said and she started crying loudly at this. Mom looked at them with awe.

"Don't cry little angel. There's more of it." Mom said and unwrapped another chocolate before giving it to her. Prateek was about to snatch it again but I stopped him in a stern tone.

"Prateek no! Behave." He backed his hand off. I heard the sound of soft giggles. And found my little sweetie giggling while showing her uneven teeth. Which apparently melted mom's heart at her adorable act.

"You are good. He is bad." She said to me pointing at my brother. To which my brother snapped "No! I am a good boy. YOU are bad!"

"No! YOU are bad." She countered back. And my brother lightly smacked her head. She huffed in anger and slapped him back. And there starts their cute little fight. I was wrong. She isn't shy. She's literally fighting with my brother while answering him back. And my brother who was spoiled so much by mom and dad was getting answered back, which I guess offended him.

They stopped their fight when we heard Dad's voice.

"Kids, can we agree on the fact that both of you are good children?"

We turned towards him. His jacket rested on his elbow and his hair was messy. He must be tired. He is so hardworking. I wish to be like him and make him proud of me someday.

He came and sat on the vacant chair with us. He had three ice creams with him. Maybe mom has told him about our little guest.

"Dad!" Exclaimed my brother and hopped into his lap. Dad cooed at him and greeted our little guest with the same attitude. She smiled, showing her uneven teeth. He distributed us the ice-creams he brought with him. Prateek started having his ice-cream happily, but I noticed my little sweetie not having hers. Instead she was looking at mine very keenly.

"Do you not like your ice-cream, Little sweety? You want mine?" I asked her and she nodded. I gave her my ice cream and she immediately took it and started having it. Although she has given me her ice cream, I was too busy staring at her to focus on anything else around me.

My cheeks were hurting badly due to smiling continuously, but I couldn't help. Her antics were making me smile as effortlessly as anything.

She time to time stained her mouth with ice-cream, and I every time wiped her mouth with tissue paper. I was in no mood to have any ice cream as I was so into my ice-cream. So I gave my ice cream —which was in my hand— to my brother.