**Alicia’s POV**
“Thank you for being here with him,” she says as she hugs me tight and I feel like she is even sobbing.
Why is she so happy for having a girl in a house. She is behaving like unusual mother right now. But I am not his girlfriend so I guess she is rest assured that his son might not date some bitches here.
“Auntie,” I call her and she breaks the embrace and wipes her tears.
“Why are you sobbing?” I ask her.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that I am glad someone is here at home with home. Or else I have thought he would die alone with all the guilts and miseries,” she says and my eyes widens.
“Guilts and miseries? What do you mean by that? Has he done something wrong with someone?” I ask her trying to pretend that I am completely unknown of the fact about my own sister.
“No
