CHAPTER 35

THIRD PERSON'S POV:-

"You smell exactly like my son, Mira." The old man spoke, he actually whispered softly to Mira. Mira opened her eyes and broke the hug. But the old man did not have any frown that appeared on his face. His smile was almost the same. As if a father was meeting his child after a long time. It was confusing. But Mira knew well that his warmth was actually for someone else. She just could not understand why Mira was with him. Why he looked so familiar while she could not remember his face or being around him. There were no unknown wibes she felt around him. 

"You look like you have seen a ghost, Mira. In fact, your behavior was a lot better when you saw that ghost. You know in your heart, Mira. I am no stranger to you. You do not have to be afraid of me. You are the same little girl I saw playing in my garden." A small smile appeared on