Falak's POV

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The door of the elevator was about to close when a black shoe came in between the closing doors, and they retreated back. Looking up from the shoe, my eyes went to its owner's face.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Sir.", Albert apologized. "But Ma'am didn't have her breakfast and medicines. If you don't mind, then can you please stay for a while.", He requested dad.

Dad looked at me and then at the wrist in his hand. "You didn't have your breakfast until now?"

"I…I.."

"I'm sorry, Beta. I should have asked that question before. This gentleman is right. You should have your breakfast and medicine...