Lovey's POV
It was quiet around. The pink walls were filled with various posters. Some were painted by my students and some to increase their learning skills. The small hands were writing down on their notebooks. The maid came into the room with a tray of orange juice's glasses. The kids grabbed it hurriedly from her hands. Rudra stood up from his chair and stumbled on the red carpet. He dropped it on my favourite white shirt.
' Oh no! It was the only white shirt I have in my cupboard. I bought this brand on sale. '
I instantly picked a handful of tissues from the table and began to wash it.
" Oh gosh! what did you do, kiddo?" She raised her voice on him, almost scolding him. Mrs Seth was reading a magazine at the end of the hall sitting leisurely on her favourite chair.
" It's okay. " I protested, wiping it with tissues. But I wasn't sure about it.
"I'm sorry, miss." Rudra looked up at me with his big brown eyes, his hair was covering his forehead.
I caressed his cheek, "It is okay," I smiled.
'These kids are so cute. I can't get upset with them.'
Mrs Seth got on her feet and shook her head disapprovingly, " He destroyed your white shirt. You need to change. Come with me. " She said.
Her scolding couldn't take away the scar, I thought.
" No, it's totally fine. " I said again.
" Come. " she grabbed my forearm and dragged me with her.
' It is a beautiful and large bedroom, indeed the whole house is well furnished and has costly carpets, furniture. All rooms are decorated with every house members' taste.'
She took me to her room. It was large, dark red furniture over a white marble floor. I was careful to take steps in my pointed heels. I didn't want to slip from the floor and fracture my arm, leg or myself.
Giving a pull to her cupboard's door, she rummaged in her cupboard of mahogany color. She took out the same white shirt as mine, definitely branded and more expensive than mine.
" Take it. You know where to change. " She smiled at me and beckoned at her back to the washroom.
" Thanks, but I can't take it. I'll wash my shirt" I murmured, giving it back to her.
She glared at me to pretend offended with my words, in which she totally failed.
" I always treated you as my sister and you're hurting me, right now. " She pursed her lips.
' I know she was telling the truth now. She and her husband are really good with me. They helped me with this job when I needed it the most. '
I pressed my lips together, " I'll change then, Thanks. " I murmured, glancing at my feet.
" Don't mention it, Love. I should check on kids. " She grinned and went out.
I paced toward the washroom. There was mirror work done mostly in it. It was all white with white marbles and mirrors. Everything was neat and polished and everything was in its right place. I wandered my eyes around for a second. I locked the room behind me. I always wanted such a beautiful place for my family.
I wiggled my eyebrows and smiled at myself in the mirror.
' I always do it when I see myself after hours.'
I inhaled deeply when my eyes stopped on the scar on my shirt. I glanced up to check myself. My light brown eyes were surrounded with eyeliner, wavy chestnut brown hair was in a high ponytail, touching my lower back. It was perfect. I glared at the spot where he dropped his orange juice on my shirt. It was a big orange scar spreading in an oval-shaped scar on my shirt. I caught the hem of my shirt to pull it over my head.
I heard heavy footsteps out of the room. Immediately, I left my hem. It didn't seem like Mrs Anjali Seth was walking in her room as she mostly walked barefooted in her house. She moved into her own house chirping like a singing bird, not with heavy thuds. I dropped the idea of changing. I took some tissue papers and wet them a bit with water and started to rub them on the scar. It started to dull. The third time I rubbed the tissues on the soap and washed the scar off the white shirt. I took out my hankie from my handbag and soaked it in water. I rubbed it on the little bubbles on my shirt which popped up because of soap. I did it one more time. My shirt was back to its same color. It was just looking wet. It was June, I knew it would dry itself. I could manage it. gleefully, I grabbed some more tissues and rubbed on my shirt again. It absorbed the extra water from it.
I opened the door of her washroom. My guess was right. It was Aman Seth, brother-in-law of Mrs Anjali. I hated him. He always tried to flirt with me.
' I'm in need of this job. Otherwise, Undoubtedly he would have tasted my slap on his cheek. In case I don't want his touch on my palm, it would be my sandal then. '
" I should go. " He smirked and glanced at me before leaving the room. I swore, I saw him winking at me before leaving the house.
Mrs Anjali came in and passed her suspicious glare at Aman.
" Basta**. " I murmured slowly under my breath as I glared at his back.
" You didn't change," she asked, making a face.
" I washed it. Well, thanks." I smiled and returned the shirt to her. I knew she would lecture him later.
She took it from me, " I'm lucky you are my kids' tutor. " She caressed my cheek.
" I should go to them. " I smiled.
" My kids are waiting for you on the terrace. " She said, holding her phone in her hands and putting her shirt back in the cupboard.
I thanked her one more time and paced out of her room. I took the stairs to reach my students. I was almost on the last step of the stairs, " Don't beat her. Don't, please uncle. " I heard loud voices from my students. They were shouting. It scared me. Was someone beating them? I ran toward them following there's voices. There was no one around them when I reached them. It relaxed me a bit. " Is this your new trick to tease me? " I frowned. " Miss, save her." Little Ammy ran at me and held my hand in her little hands. Her face was washed with tears. I was still holding some tissues. I cleaned her face with it. " Hey! stop crying, Ammy. " I squatted down so I could face her. She was a ten years old cute girl. She never teased or mischief while studying. I
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LOVEY'S POV I heaved a deep sigh while I closed my book. After finishing some pages, I put it back on the small table. I lit my phone and it was dinner time. I was ravenous. I put on my slippers and walked downstairs toward the hall. I couldn't forget him for a second but I was trying my best not to recall anything.My house wasn't luxurious like Seth's house. But it was perfect.' There are two square-shaped rooms at the backside, one of my parents and the second room belongs to Romit. The guests are mostly welcomed in the living room.'I walked toward the kitchen. Romit and mommy were already eat
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