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12. The One Where I Enjoy

A knock interrupted me from the reading. Pushing my glasses, I stood up, unlocked the door and opened it.

Dad was standing outside with a tray in his hand.

"You were hungry." I stepped aside, letting him enter. He had changed his clothes to casual. Placing the tray on the bed, he waited for me to join him. Sighing, I settled opposite to him as he revealed the dishes and the mug of hot chocolate. "Sorry, you had to hear that."

"Papa." He levitated his gaze upwards. "I'm sorry for not picking your call."

"You must be busy," He didn't mean it as a taunt or snide remark. He hoped I was busy.

"I wasn't," I squeezed my eyes tightly.

"Oh." Happiness wore down his face. "Then why? I thought everything was okay between us."

"I'm sorry." I shook my head rapidly, curled my hand on top of my thigh. "I was mean. Forgive me."

"Nothing to forgive, Alina. Just don't ignore my call again, okay? It worries me. When Kabir told you weren't coming, I was going to fly to Bangalore."

"When you met Kabir?" I
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