Chapter Sixty two

Eight years later -

" I hate him Momy. He always fights with me. He pulled my hair today and emptied my water bottle. He took my bag which Daddy bought me from Paris. And he was first in the Maths test . "

" But you came second. You did good baby."

" No Momy. I want to be the first. I hate him. "

I huffed listening to the rant of my five year old daughter. There was no difference in Aryan and Avadhi. Both were stubborn and claiming. Whenever Avadhi got second place in anything she would throw a tantrum like the first position was only meant to be hers.

" Hate is a very strong word Peach. And maybe he really studied hard ,more than you. You don't know him well to hate him.

And its ok you are just one number behind him. Next time study harder than him. Ok?"

Avadhi has problem with only one guy in her class, Kush. He was son of another businessman who recently made one of the biggest mall here. Other than him all her classmates treat her like a princess. She was. His father's princess.