Ovi's POV
She cried and drifted off asleep in my arms. I made her sleep on my bed.
Looking at my innocent younger sister, my heart was clenched with pain, tears automatically made a path over my cheeks.
She is the youngest among us, naughty, spoiled and always cheerful. She is the one who makes silent everyone. She is enough mature, too. But she became the victim of the crime which she didn't commit even she wasn't the part of it.
"She is pregnant, just because of me. If I..."
I couldn't think the matter deeply. She would not be going to be a mother at the age of only eighteen.
My cutie pie, the heart of the family was slapped, just because of me. I'll never forgive myself for your this situation. You have to pass through this agony, I'll not spare him ever.
I controlled my tears
