Nidhi’s POV
I immediately moved as I heard a wince escape from Bhabhi’s mouth. I quickly sat down on the sofa, gently placing my nephew on her right side. She was still holding him, her face twisted in pain, but she made sure he didn’t fall. Despite the obvious discomfort, all the little fellow did was put her hand in his mouth, as if he had invented a new game, unaware of her suffering.
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