I suddenly drop the knife on the table and put my arms around him. "Thank you, Papa," I whisper, holding on to him as I would have once held my father
Now that is what is called as a father daughter moment.
Trust me on this one Ritu.These last lines gave me goosebumps 😳
Just before darkness falls around the room, I feel a gentle wind blow through my hair. My gaze falls upon my mother's photograph on the table and that's when I think I hear her laugh. And then, I hear a whisper, as low as the sound of a gentle breeze, "Happy Birthday, Butterfly."
I am very sorry to say but this FF is the one that makes me crazy like an emotional wreck not for the leads love story but for the leads booming relationship with the other characters.First it was Maai-Arjun & now it's Saakshi & HER Papa🤗
Tumko **Kick**