KAYA'S POV
"I will ask the maid to serve tea to everyone, please have a seat." She told me as she went to the kitchen.
I sat beside Krish, caressing his forehead as I tried to settle in hair from falling back down in his eyes. A hiss escaped him, and I realized that there was another red black bruise forming on his upper forehead.
"I am sorry," I said, putting my hand down in my lap.
Although he appeared like a brat, he was indeed a sweet guy. And, I did not even guess what Kabir was going through in his mind. What if the accident had been more deadly? Kabir's mom would have lost her son and Kabir would have lost his little brother. I closed my eyes understanding the quietness.
"Where were you going?" Their mom asked her son, as Kabir looked at his brother for the reply, while he set
