FAMILY TIES

Chapter 14

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Third person POV:

The next morning, Saanvi woke up at 4:00 AM, just like she always did. She had school and a job to do, and she knew that getting a head start on her day was crucial. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and swung her legs over the side of the bed, feeling the soft carpet beneath her feet.

After a quick wash, Saanvi settled down at her desk to study for a bit. She had a lot to catch up on, and she knew that every minute counted. As she pored over her books, she began to feel a familiar craving - a cup of hot coffee to start her day off right.

Saanvi had always been a coffee lover, and when she was living on her own, she used to make herself a cup every morning on the stove. But now that she was living in the mansion, she had discovered a shiny new coffee machine in the kitchen. She had seen it the day before when she was helping her mother, and she had been itching to try it out ever since.

With a spring in her step, Saanvi headed to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. She took her favorite coffee mug and coffee shase with her, the one. As she entered the kitchen, she was greeted by the warm glow of the morning hue . There at the corner of giant kitchen place a coffee machine, and she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

As she went near the machine she found it difficult to how to use the gadget as she she didn't knew how to use it so at the place of using the machine and mistakenly damage she use to play safe and decided to make her coffee as usual on the stove .

As Saanvi stood in the kitchen, busily preparing her morning coffee and breakfast, she was startled by a voice behind her.

"What are you doing up so early?" the voice asked, its tone sharp and accusatory.

Saanvi turned to face the speaker, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight of Rishab, his face twisted in a scowl.

"Me?" she replied, her voice hesitant.

"Yes, you," Rishabh snapped, his eyes narrowing. "Can't you see that there's no one else here besides you?"

Saanvi shook her head, feeling a sense of trepidation. "No..."

Rishabh scowl deepened. "Then answer my question. What are you doing in the kitchen?"

Saanvi took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. "I'm just making myself some coffee and breakfast," she replied, her voice steady.

Rishabh eyes flashed with anger. "Do you know how expensive that coffee is? And yet you're using it without anyone's permission. You're such a brat, always taking things without asking."

Saanvi's face flushed"That's not true," she protested. "This coffee is mine, I didn't take it from anyone. I swear," she added, pinching her throat for emphasis.

Rishabh expression turned skeptical. "And with whose permission are you in the kitchen?" he demanded.

Saanvi's eyes darted towards the doorway, as if searching for an escape route. "Ma said I could come into the kitchen," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "You can ask her if you don't believe me. And I haven't gone anywhere else in the house, god promise."

Rishabh face twisted in disgust. "Enough of your drama," he spat, his voice dripping with venom.

With a sudden movement, he reached out and grasped Saanvi's arm, pulling her backwards and take the coffee and splash it in the sink.