Chapter-50(part-1)

Shivansh's pov

I woke up from my sleep feeling a pair of tiny hands roaming all over my head. I felt that the hands were pulling my hair softly.

Opening my eyes a smile formed on my lips seeing that the person is none other than my little doll Neela. She is holding a pillow with great difficulty because It’s bigger than herself!!

" What are you doing, sweety? Why are you holding the pillow? " I asked her curiously.

She replied cutely," Papa, I was trying to put the pillow under your head. I thought the floor was hurting you because you were crying."

Hearing her I become overwhelmed and hugged her tightly. I closed my eyes and automatically tears started flowing down from my eyes. I wasn’t crying because the floor was hard. I was crying remembering my mother's deeds.

" Thanks, love. Thank you so much for your concern," I told her affectionately and kissed her forehead.

Then she informed genuinely," Daddy used to sleep in his painting room a lot. Whenever he fell asleep there mom