Mahnoor's POV:
After Fajar prayer, I lay back on my bed, closing my eyes. I wasn't planning on sleeping but I couldn't fight myself after putting my head on the soft pillow. I've always had this strange attraction toward pillows... softy pillows... That's why I had six different sized pillows on my bed. Ami specially bought them for me... Ami... I miss you... I miss you, Papa... I miss you my Bhai...
Tears started flowing from my eyes. I grabbed the other pillow and hugged it tight and soon sleep took over me.
I woke up with the feeling of warm fingers touching my left cheek. They weren't soft as Ami's.
Papa...???
Straightaway I opened my eyes only to gasp at the second moment when I saw Moosa hovering over my face. I turned my face away from his hand and covered my face with the pill
