Wicked Wings [COMPLETE]

CHAPTER 5

Will Daybreak Ever come?

As the turmoil starts growing inside, making it difficult to thrive, a ray of light makes its way from the extreme end of the tunnel, vying the darkness.

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"Happy 18th Birthday Khushi!!"

The moment she heard the chorus singing aloud, her feet flinched and she was taken aback.

Theatrical quotient, double check.

But in a good way.

Khushi never thought any morning would seem this special.

Not after the few dark days in the past.

A smile curved up on her lips, as she made her way to greet everyone a good morning.

There was Adrienne, Jasmine, and Rebecca of course.

The people who were the most important elements of her life.

All hail girl power!'

She quoted in her mind.

After all what else could make her more happy than starting the day with her loved ones, that too at morning 5.00 am!

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"Happy Birthday sweetheart"

Like every year, her mom was the first one to wish her.

Though her silly antics had always agitated Khushi, but every time she saw her mother, a new hope would always embark upon her.

A hope to live.

To stay happy.

If not for herself, then for her. Because that's exactly what Adrienne had done when her life felt like a void after losing her husband. But she lived anyway. Because of her daughters.

Hugging her close, Adrienne handed Khushi her gift.

"So like every year, I still continue to maintain my record of giving you the first gift!"

She said with pride, as if she had won some dictatorship over a country. Well that defined Adrienne anyway. Her drama and beyond natural way of caring for her loved ones.

Khushi chuckled as she agreed to her mom's pride with a nod.

"Like always Mom. Thanks a lot."

She added.

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"So you won't open it?"

Adrienne inquired, impatient to know her daughter's reaction on seeing her present.

"You already know Mom, I open all my gifts at the end of the day, Every year."

Khushi stressed on the last two words, her face displaying a playful grin.

"Hmm."

Adrienne sighed.

"I know. And you are boring."

She added with a pouty face.

"Hey! Don't say that to her. And now that you are done, can I get some time with my Besty?"

Rebecca averred, irritated with the ultra-long mother-daughter talk.

As she came closer, she handed Khushi a small box wrapped in a glittery blue material.