Goodnight, angel.

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when Drishti returned she was shocked. Divya was playing with her phone happily with chocolate smeared around her mouth.

"Divya Sharma put your phone away and go to bed," she commanded comer over to the. She tried wiping her mouth with the tissue but Divya was moving away so she could use her phone.

"5 more mins yaar. I m almost at the last level!". She had been playing for the last half hour completely nearing 20 levels of the game with 2 levels left.

But she didn't get to finish those 2 levels as Drishti snatched the phone away. Divya gasped and tried to reach for her phone again but Drishti again held it back. She sat back on the bed and crossed her arms and pouted. Drishti used the tissue to finish cleaning her mouth and disposed it into the bin nearby. 

"You are going to sleep.". She said putting the phone on the night table.

"Why?". Although she knew the answer.

"Because you are sick and need rest. Do you know how important sleep is ? it repairs...". She didn't get to complete her sentence because Divya pulled her onto the bed and snuggled into her. "If I m going to sleep then you are also going to sleep.". She said smiling and nuzzled into the crook of her neck. "Good night di.". It was partly revenge but also because Divya knew her di was also tired form taking care of her the hold day.

And Drishti wouldn't sleep peacefully until she knew her little baby was safe. And there wasn't a safer place for her then in her arms. She switched off the lights and wrapped her arms protectively around her. "Good night meri Jaan.".

Divya relaxed her tense muscles and drifted off to sleep while her sister ran her fingers through her hair and hummed the tune their mother used to hum to them. She knew she was safe. There wasn't a more comfortable place than in her sister's arms. Here no nightmare or sickness can harm her.

This was her guardian angel after all. 

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