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When Parvati stepped out of her room in the morning for breakfast. The scent of freshly brewed chai lingered in the air, a familiar comfort that usually accompanied her breakfast routine. But today was different. Today, the atmosphere in the house crackled with tension, and the usually bustling dining area stood still.

Parvati’s gaze swept across the hall, her entire family waiting for her. The seriousness etched on their faces hinted that something important was about to be discussed, most likely regarding her pregnancy. 

Vinita, locking eyes with Parvati, said, “can we talk?” 

Understanding the seriousness of the moment, Parvati nodded and took a seat opposite her on the sofa.

“Pallavi told us about your pregnancy,” Vinita began. “Although I won’t stand in your way since you have already made up your mind, I do want to clarify one thing.” She paused, choosing her words carefully. “Our family name will not be passed down to your child.”

Though her family's decision didn't really matter because her baby was going to be known by Suyash's name, Parvati felt a wave of sadness wash over her upon realizing the extent of her family's dislike towards her unborn baby, but she held her ground. She reminded herself that change was never easy, especially when it challenged centuries-old norms. She would give her family time—to understand, to accept, and perhaps, eventually, to celebrate the arrival of a new life, even if it bore a different name. For now, she would remain patient.

Parvati looked at the faces of her family. She saw disappointment, anger, and resentment in their eyes. 

Pallavi and Kamal lowered their gazes as they felt guilty for the pain Parvati had to endure. 

This was just the beginning of the day’s heartache Parvati had to face, there was more to come. As Parvati’s in-laws’ angry gaze bore into her eyes, Suyash walked in, fueling their fury. Parvati was surprised by his unannounced visit. She had not expected him to come so early in the morning, without calling or texting her first.

Suyash approached her with a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with genuine concern. He was followed by his chauffeur, who was carrying a basket of fruits and dry fruits.

“How are you feeling now, Parvati ji?” Suyash asked, his voice gentle and soothing. He was unaware of the tension and animosity that lingered in the air. He only saw Parvati, and he wanted to make sure she was alright.

“I’m fine,” Reluctantly, Parvati replied, while becoming increasingly aware of her family's scrutinizing and accusing gaze upon her. She knew her family would not approve of his visit, and she worried about their reaction. She wished Suyash would leave soon, before things got worse.

Suyash turned his attention to the Agarwals, who were standing now. I’m sorry, I know this might be an inappropriate time to come here…” Suyash apologized, as he realized it was too early in the morning. “I have a meeting in less than an hour, and my whole day is jam-packed. I felt coming late at night would be far worse than visiting you all at this time.” He hoped they would understand his reason, and forgive his intrusion.

“It’s fine, Mr.Mehra,” Gaurav said, forcing a smile on his face. He did not mean it, he was furious with Suyash for coming to his house uninvited. But Suyash Mehra was his business associate, and he did not want to jeopardize their professional relationship, so he pretended to be civil. “What brought you here?” He asked, hoping to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Suyash looked at his chauffeur, who nodded and placed the basket on the center table. 

“Doctor advised Parvati ji to take care of her health, I brought these for her,” Suyash said, his voice sincere and caring. Rishika had told him that during pregnancy Parvati needed to eat healthy and nutritious food, and he had bought the best fruits and dry fruits for Parvati.

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