C88 I Want My Child

Mrs Mahavir’s POV

I was scared, my hands

were trembling as I watched the innocent Zeehan fall asleep. If my son wasn’t

involved, I wouldn’t have ever risked the life of this poor soul. I spiked an

ice cream I brought from home for him and he took it innocently which broke my

heart into millions of pieces. I was betraying the adorable boy who respected and

looked forward to me