It was 3 am, and Meher was sub-concious. The wine bottle rolled down the bed, and the slender glass held two millilitre of red wine. Her yippie, was open, the pen playing with her fingers. __"Meher, see what papa brought for you!" Shekhar cooed, and the little girl of seven hopped towards him, wishing for the kid's novel book she secretly asked her mom."Yes daddy!" Meher cheered and jumped up and down."See what is in there for you!" Shekhar smiled. It was innocent for the innocent soul of hers, but was really his creepiest, the evil one.He handed over a gift box covered in golden glitters."Th-thank you dad!" She smiled, her eyes glistened with the brimming tears of joy. Fathima watched them over the pillar. She knew, something bad was going to happen.Meher sat down the floor, the white frock of hers touched her knee. Gently,
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