{The next day, still at Orva's apartment}
"Daddy, I want those cupcakes, can I have one?" Orva mumbled in her sleep while hugging Sinclair like a giant teddy bear. She was sprawled over him like a spider web and clingy like an octopus.
"You want some cupcakes, right?" A male voice asked playfully. Orva face squeezed in confusion, she knew that voice didn't belong to her father but she continued to talk to the person anyway. Somewhere deep inside her mind she believed it was her dear father.
"Yes. I want the vanilla and strawberry flavor, it's my favorite."
"I'll give you ten of them each. I didn't know you are a cupcake lover." He answered.
