Sayantika's POV.

“Mum, mum, p…pa.pa.”

My heart fluttered.

It's been fifteen days since Agastya started talking; his first words were 'Mum, pa…pa…pa," and he repeated it again and again.

I and Abhimaan were curious about his words, expecting him to call me first, but our angel didn't want to disappoint us.

“Your papa is at work; he will be here by evening.” Agastya looked at me pouting, his widened eyes held innocence, and I just wanted to hide him in my arms; he is growing up so fast. It seems like yesterday I held him in my arms for the first time, and he was already a year older now....