Angel's pov,

I saw a messy apartment, bottles of wine on the table, cigarette butts and finally my eyes landed on the woman who opened the door.

"Who is there Linda?" A man asked coming out from a room rolling his sleeves.

He looked at me and froze on his place. I too looked at him and several emotions started surging in me.

His eyes soon filled with tears. He came close to me and tears started flowing from my eyes too. I just stared at him when he said, "Angel"

'He knows me.

He knows me.

He knows me...'

He looked at me from up to down and tears started flowing from his eyes. He smiled through tears.

"You have grown up" he murmured but I heard him.

"You...you know me?" He asked with confusion and desperation in his eyes.

Unknowingly I nodded and he reached out his hand to touch my head. He then engulfed me into hug and I didn't know what to do. I was confused for the first time.

'Should I reciprocate the hug?' My mind

'Ofcourse you stupid.' My heart replied and I hugged him back.

After a while he broke the hug and touched my face, "you are still like me."

"How...how are you?" He asked and nodded in return.

"Is she your daughter?" The woman whose name was Linda asked.

"Yeah...yes Linda, she is my daughter, Angel" , he replied holding my hand tightly and the woman fake smiled at me that I could easily detect.

"Come...come inside." He said and led me inside but I didn't moved.

He frowned and looked at me...

"Mr.Sh....Sharma" I called and the hurt was clearly written on his face.

I wasn't that much excited like before after knowing that lady's story. But still I wanted to ask him few questions.

I took a deep breath and wiped my tears, "I wa...want to a..ask you something."

He looked at me and sighed. He then wiped his tears and nodded.