THIRD PERSON POV
~AT THE 100TH FLOOR OF THE BERMUDA MANSION
~THREE DAYS AFTER JULIUS VISITED BALQIS
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“Stop trying to care about me!” Ariana yelled at Onika who was trying to help her dress up.
The woman fell into the chair with shock. “Aree, why are you always mad at mummy? You and your brother never smiled at me” she asked, her tone hurtful at the way the girl and her brother were behaving.
Aria's gaze was sharp, more mature for an eight-year-old than she was. “Why should we look at you when you never for once assume us to be your children?”
Onika stood up from bed, a tear running down her pretty cheeks “Who's feeding you two this kind of information? You two are my kids and I'd never for once think less of you and even…”
“Then where is the kid you had before marriage?” Ariana
