CAUTION: UNEDITED CHAPTER AHEAD.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Happy ugadi festival (Telugu New year) to everyone who celebrates it.
Thanks to everyone for reading this book which has been a dream list or something for me.
Thanks to everyone who is still with me even after my child plays which should have been frustrating to you.
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Jenny woke up at 7:30 A.M. She quickly turned her eyes to Michael who was sleeping on the floor. She bent down and touched the floor to check the temperature of the marble floor.
She left a breath after finding that the temperature was not too cold. She wanted to bend down near him and stroke his hair but she was hesitating as he might wake up.
She walked on her fingers so that she won't make noise which might wake him up. She opened the door and went outside.
Her face had a childish proud grin as she came out without noise and he is still asleep.
She came to the kitchen and took the coffee cup in her hands. She started to drink coffee when she heard her mother, "How many times should I say that you should drink coffee only after brushing your teeth."
She grinned sheepishly before replying, "How many times should I say that it was you who made me drink bed coffee when I was child. I can't give up that habit."
Both of them were giving evil glances at each other with folded arms before they burst out laughing at the same time.
Her mother moved forward and kissed her forehead. Jenny suddenly asked, "But how do you know that I didn't brush my teeth?"
Her mother answered immediately, "Because I am your mother." Jenny kissed her both cheeks again and again.
Her mother's voice showed her confidenc, "I also know that you will drink coffee after brushing only in your mother-in-law's home.
Jenny winked and her voice reflected her grin, "No! Michael brings the coffee to my bed." but still I don't know how he knew that I want bed coffee.
Her mother was shocked for two minutes or so after which she came back to normal mode, "You have tortured that guy more."
Jenny face lost his grin at the end of that sentence. I tortured him?
She remembered all the child fights she had with him. She remembered how calm he was when she was stubborn.
He was the only comfort for me when I needed the most. He cared like a mother when I fell sick.
I tortured him. Yes, I did.
But what about the words he used on that day. He didn't say to me at all and went leaving me alone.
I was not alone though I was with Stacy and all but he was not there.
He didn't ask if I ate even.
He didn't care all day yesterday to call me even.
I didn't torture him.
He tortured me.
Her mother sensed her happiness going away from her. She hugged her tight.
They were in each other's arms when she heard her dad from living room, "Do I get some affection from my little angel or my wife only gets?"
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