“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”
-Zelda Fitzgerald
Arsala's POV
Loading all the groceries into the boot of my car. Lilly is sick and she is off work for the past few days and for me its been hectic. I have to do all the chores around the house and its really tiresome.
I came groceries shopping with the twin, Haider and Hafsat had a doctor appointment so they can't look after them in my absence. Bringing along with me was the only option. I threw the last pack of detergent into the boot before closing it shut.
I look by the side to find little Tasmeem resting on the car and munching on his favorite snack, munch it. Tasneem on the other hand isn't beside him, though I gave them strict instruction to stand beside each other.
"Where is Tasneem?" I ask looking around, only to find her playfully running with a balloon and a car behind her moving out of a parking space.
"TASNEEM!!" I scream out loud and run towards her.