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chapter 12

Somewhere in Delhi.

Third person's POV

" Ria, hand me the water jug. '' After calling out my three years old daughter's name, I continued to cut the extra grown and dried leaves of plants using the scissor. My sharp eyes were fully concentrated on work. When I didn't get any response from my daughter, I called her name again.

"Ria, mumma said something baby "

"Ria"

"Riaa" this time my voice was a little louder and sharp that made my daughter flinch in fear. 

Turning my head back I looked at Ria, who was sitting on the floor with a cactus in her hand. Ria's eyes were all fixed with floors. 

Seeing my

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