CHAPTER TWELVE

Aayan enters the house and walks straight to the kitchen where Alia is sitting on the stool with three trays of cupcakes and two plates of cookies. She is decorating the cupcakes.

Humming softly, she is lost in her own world where everything is beautiful and the land she is in is filled with dessert. Aayan stares at her oblivious self taking the glass of water. He drinks from his glass, still his eyes stucked on Alia who still doesn't feel his presence. He sneaks behind her, taking a cookie from the plate and leaning onto her takes a bite.

She jumps up and looks at him then at the cupcake she was decorating,"A, you spoiled my cupcake!"she scowls at him,"when will you stop doing that?"

"The day you'll stop getting lost in the world of desert.." he wipes the cream from her chin and licks it,"you know anyone can come and rob the whole house and you won't know."