“They’ll be here by 10 AM tomorrow,” she said without turning. “Rohan’s parents. They still call me ‘bahu’ sometimes. They still cry on his birthday.”
Yash walked in slowly, sat on the opposite edge of the bed. Not too close. “Do you want me to stay out tomorrow? Give you space?” punar vivah 464
“No, it’s not!” Aarohi’s voice cracked. “You make my daughter breakfast. You taught her that losing someone doesn’t mean losing the capacity to love again. You never once asked me to remove Rohan’s photo. And still… still I froze when I read her message. I didn’t defend you.” “They’ll be here by 10 AM tomorrow,” she