The silence was prevailing in the room when she started speaking “I was nine when this happened. It was my parent’s anniversary. My papa and My mamma.” She smiled. “They were the best parent in the world. My angels. I call them angels because when they were with me, they always fulfilled all my wishes and even after their death they were there to support me, to make me strong,” she said.

Aashrit looked at the smile on her face, it was a contended smile, childlike smile. It was neither the fake smile she gives to others nor the smile with a blush he saw during their proximity, it was the most genuine smile he had seen on her face for the first time and he felt to stop the moment right here to appreciate her but her smile disappeared when she continued “ And we decided to have dinner in my favorite restaurant because I insisted them to, it was at an hour distance from our house.” She said as her expressions started changing.