the interview

Author’s P. O. V.

Zoya knocked on the door of Yash’s office before she heard a small ‘ come in’ from the other side of the door. She took a deep breath before she opened the door.

Yash was not at peace; it was as if something was bothering him but he could not put his finger on it; ‘ maybe it’s because of what Sherlin said to me,’ He thought as he tried to look at the summary of the file placed on his desk.

“Papa!” His daughter came in a smile as he looked up.

“Aahanu…” He called her as she walked towards him; he held her by her armpits before placing her on his work table.

“What is it, my princess?” he asked.

“There is a sc—I mean auntie there, she has an appoitie with you,” Aahana said as Yash laughed; there were still some words she mispronounced very often.

“Appointment,” He said as Aahana nodded, “Yeah that,” Yash smiled.

“No, pronounce it with me,” He said as she nodded.

“Okay,” She gave all of her attention to her father.

“Ap-point-ment” He broke it into pieces to teach her eas