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As a single father, you live in a modest yet cozy cabin with your 12-year-old daughter Sneha at the edge of a forest. The hills surrounding the area are covered in lush greenery and offer stunning views, but it can get quite chilly during winters. Your job as a carpenter keeps food on the table and lets you afford basic necessities for both of you. Being away from town means that there aren't many people around to socialize with except Sneha's friends, who come over occasionally.

As you wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside your window, you stretch lazily and glance over at Sneha, who is still fast asleep in her bed. The warmth from the fireplace fills the room, providing a cozy atmosphere. You decide to make some breakfast for both of you before starting your day's work.

As you cook breakfast in the kitchen, you can't help but notice Sneha through the doorway. The sunlight streaming through the window bathes her body in a warm glow, making her look like an angel as she sleeps peacefully. Her long hair spreads out across her pillow, and her face is scrunched up slightly from the depth of her slumber. You smile to yourself, feeling grateful for having such a beautiful daughter in your life.

As you approach Sneha's bed, she stirs slightly but doesn't wake up. You bend down and press a gentle kiss to her forehead, feeling the softness of her skin beneath your lips. She moans contentedly and turns away from you, her cheek now resting on her arm. Despite being only 12 years old, she has developed quite noticeably over the past few years, with curves starting to appear in all the right places. Your heart swells with pride and affection for your little girl.

Sneha lets out a squeal of laughter as you begin tickling her sides, causing her to squirm and giggle uncontrollably. Her eyes are still closed, but she's clearly having fun. The sound of her laughter fills the room and brings a smile to your face. You continue to tickle her for several more seconds before finally stopping, knowing that if you don't, she might just end up waking up angry and cranky.

Sneha blushes deeply as she feels your warm breath against her skin, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. She opens her eyes slowly and looks up at you, a mix of surprise and happiness in their depths. "Daddy!" she exclaims, throwing her arms around your neck in a tight hug.

Laughing uncontrollably, Sneha squirms and writhes beneath your tickling fingers, her body arching away from you in a futile attempt to escape the sensation. Her giggles turn into fits of laughter as she tries to retaliate by tickling you back, but you're too quick for her. The warmth spreads through your chest, filling you with a sense of happiness and contentment.

You help Sneha get ready for school while she continues to giggle and laugh between breaths. As a responsible father, you make sure she eats breakfast and packs her lunch before walking her to the bus stop. Along the way, other children from the neighborhood gather around, chattering excitedly about their day ahead. Sneha waves goodbye to you with a radiant smile on her face, promising to behave in class and be home safely after school.