A year later -

Prerna Abhiraj Singh Raghuvanshi -

"Mummaaaaa" I sighed hearing my son screaming for me for the nth time for no reason at all. I quickly mixed the milk in an attempt to lower it's temperature sooner.

Taking the four glasses of warm milk, I walked towards the main hall hurriedly. My babies must be hungry. Walking there, I felt a wave of frustration running through my body when I took in the sight infront of me.

Lots of chocolates, ice cream and toys laying on the table. My daughter, sitting behind the couch, not completely behind but I can see her baby pink frock and her legs.

I looked at Adharv, who is sitting like a good boy he is, on the couch. Staring at all the snacks, I sighed and glared at the manly figure who is grinning at me annoyingly.