AHSAAS’S POV:

The moment I stepped into the living room, my footsteps slowed.

Aarav was sitting there.

For a second, I simply stood near the entrance, staring at him.

The warm lights of the room cast a soft glow across the furniture, and Mumma was sitting across from him, talking about something I couldn't quite hear. Paa was beside her, listening quietly, occasionally adding a comment of his own.