Its 12 in the morning.

I see Aliya in the kitchen making breakfast, as I walk downstairs to

the kitchen.

"Be careful with it."

I said, taking a seat on one of the counter chair, facing Aliya, while she was chopping green chili with a knife.

"Making breakfast?"

"Yup" She replied.

As I pull out an apple from a bowl on the counter table, Aliya suddenly scream.

"What happened?" I ask looking up at her.

"Nothing. Just a little cut." She said, pressing her finger to let the blood

out of the little opening on her finger.

"I'll be back in a minute." She says and run upstairs to our...