They were busy in catching up so I engrossed myself in doing the touch up of the cake. Ehaan wasn't that interested in birthday's.
I glanced at him. His face devoid of smile as he had laid his head on her lap. He was stressed. The day of his birth would have a troll over him. I wish I could heal those wounds. I wish, I had the skills to heal those pieces of his past. I could find the root cause behind his wounds. I wanted to celebrate him. Maybe not excited about his birthday but atleast not despise it.
Whatever I am, whoever I am, is due to the readers who read this book. Your support has been a great source of strength on my hard days. I feel valued, capable, and talented because of the constant support you all have showered on me. I am nothing without you. You're my extended family. Thanks for always supporting me... Sanjh
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