Chapter 13: A Brother's Scheme

Aleena turned round, sneering. "But Mam, this is mine, and you don't like ice cream," she said.

Mam frowned, squeezing her nose. "Will you give it to me or not?" She said to Aleena, who was standing holding the bags tightly.

Aleena languidly brought out one ice cream from the bag, trudged back to her mom, dropped it swiftly, and walked away.

Her mom nodded her head a little and hummed. "It's all your father's fault. Just imagine, all those things in the bag, but she is giving me only one. . .