EIGHT

THIRD PERSON'S POV

“Try this, it's amazinggg. You’ll forget everything after this. Iski mohabbat mein phir se giraftar ho jaogi main bata raha hu.” Osama moaned, closing his eyes, feeling euphoria as the chocolate melted into his mouth, followed by the vanilla ice-cream.

(You'll fall in love with it again, I am telling you!)

Even though he was eating waffles for the umpteenth time, he always reacted as if he was eating it for the first time. The love for sweets was still the same.

Passing Maria a big scoop of the sweet heaven he was having, he asked her to eat and she did. How could she refuse when she loved sweets.

“Hmmmm!! It's too good. I am feeling....” unable to express her emotions she stopped for a second, to find the appropriate words “-on the top of the world.” moaning, she closed her eyes in euphoria. Her reaction was no less than Osama, who was seen to be grinning proud at himself for choosing the right person as his bestie. The one who had the same, world-class taste bu