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Vishnu, lay on his bed loking at the dak roof, the clock kept
ticking yet his wife Arizona, was still not back home.
He wondered where she was at 1: 00am in the morning, his daughter Luan, was fast asleep the cute five year old was so innocent she did not even realise what her father was going through.
He tossed and turned but still could not sleep, when thinking in a few hours he would have to go to work he felt even more exhausted.
Why should he work anyway? he asked himself, but even he knew the answer. Though his family was crazily rich he still had to play his part.
Even though his a triplet and they looked alike he noticed some differences between him and his two siblings.