*Janice Pov*

“Good morning, Ms.Janice.” I heard someone saying like everyday from the past few days and I looked up from my cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake.

“Good morning, Mr.Adithya.” I said and gestured for him to sit in the chair in front of me.

“Cake in the morning time?” he asked, looking at the plate.

“When the parents start giving some serious pressure every day, then we need something like this before starting the day.” I replied.

“Even I need one then. Today I didn’t get to escape my parents and got another request or order or demand. Whatever they think it is.” He said,...