Prologue

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Preeti's point of view

"Good morning ma'am." Our maid Nancy greeted me when I walked into the kitchen.

Nancy has been working for Kapoor's since five years. She is in her mid thirties but still look young and beautiful.

She is piling the carrots for juice.

I usually wake up early before everyone and cook breakfast for everyone. Nancy taught me many American dish and Siddharth's favourites so I can cooked his favourite.

"Good morning Nancy.. How many time I told you, not to call me ma'am.. call me Preeti..I'm younger than you." I said while taking out the carton of egg and freezing bacon from the fridge.

"But I mentioned everyone in this house Sir or madam. Siddharth sir will be angry if I called you by your name." She said while looking at me and give me small smile when I put the egg carton and bacan at the kitchen counter.

"I don't know why everyone is afraid of him. He is also a human like every normal person." I said while taking out eggs from carton and put the pan on stove.

I cracked two eggs shell and poured the egg yokes and pour egg white in a glass bowl.

"I don't know I just afraid of him." She said while putting the bacon on the heated pan and pour some oil over it.

"He is like a coconut. Hard from outside but soft like feather from inside." I whispered while grinning to myself.

I mixed some herbs and butter in the mixture and mixed it properly and poured it in a hot pan.

"Mmmm...It smells so good." Nancy said while sniffing the aroma of French style-omelette.

"What are you making?" She said while looking at the pan.

"Siddharth's sir favorite...?" she asked me while looking at me confusingly.

Then realization hit her and she looked at me with wide eyes and huge smile crept on her face.

"He came..?" She asked me still with a wide eyes and huge smile.

I smiled while blushing and nodded my head slowly.

"When...?"

"Last night.." I whispered while sprinkling some spices on omelette.

"But I was in the hall till late night. I didn't see him coming?" She asked me while putting the fruits in a juicer.

Siddharth went to Australia for two weeks in a business trip. In those two weeks Siddharth and I didn't talk too much because his busy schedule and time difference and I missed him really much.

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