ABHIMAAN FF-AGAR TUM SATH HO.

BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL !!

The next morning, the air around the Poddar Mansion was thick with an uneasy silence. The sun had barely risen, casting a soft golden hue over the mansion, as Abhira and Armaan emerged from the outhouse.

They had spent the night gathering only what truly belonged to them—their documents and clothes bought with their own hard-earned money.

They were determined to leave behind everything associated with the Poddar legacy, refusing to let its shadow taint the future they were about to build together.

With a new-found determination, they stepped out of the outhouse, hand in hand, their love stronger than ever.

As they opened the door, they were met with an unexpected sight: Madhav, Vidya, Manoj, Manisha, and the chorus gang—Krish, Charu, Kiara, and Aryan—standing in the garden, waiting for them.

Armaan’s heart clenched as he saw them. These were the people he had always considered his family, even though he had never felt truly accepted in that house but these few individuals made him feel at home, he had loved them as his own, and leaving them now was breaking his heart.

One by one, they embraced Armaan and Abhira, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. Each hug was a silent exchange of emotions, a mix of love, regret, and unspoken words.

Only Armaan knew the immense strength he had to summon to not crumble under the weight of it all.

Vidya was the last to hug Armaan, and she held him tightly, the hug lasting longer than the others. As she grieved the departure of her son, she realized that this day had come, in part, because of her own mistakes. Tears welled up in her eyes as she released him, her heart aching with a mother’s pain.

Madhav then turned to Abhira and embraced her warmly. “I know this is selfish,” he began, his voice thick with emotion, “but I need you to promise me something.”

Abhira nodded, her eyes reflecting the sincerity of her words. “Anything.”

Madhav looked deeply into her eyes. “Never leave Armaan’s side. He needs you now more than ever.”

Abhira held Madhav’s hand tightly. “I promise. Even if the world is against him, I will be his strength.”

Madhav’s expression softened, and he stepped forward to face Armaan. With a steady hand, he handed him a set of keys. Armaan looked at the keys, confusion clouding his eyes.

“Papa, yeh?” Armaan asked, glancing between Madhav and Vidya.

Madhav’s voice was gentle as he explained, “These are the keys to your mother Shivani’s house, the same house where me and abhira lived before coming back to Poddar House. We know you and Abhira don’t have a place to go, and after much thought, Vidya and I agreed this would be the best option for you.”

The mention of his mother’s name brought a surge of emotions to Armaan. He looked at Vidya, searching her face for confirmation. She nodded, her eyes filled with a mix of love and sorrow.

“Your mother would have wanted you to have a place of your own,” Vidya said softly. “Madhav ji suggested it, and I did not have it in me to refuse so I agreed. We know you don’t need any help from the Poddars, but family members can still care for each other, regardless of the surname.”

Manisha added with a gentle smile, “This isn’t about the Poddar name. It’s about giving you both a place where you can build your future without any ties to the past.”

Armaan’s heart swelled with gratitude, and he looked at Abhira, who simply nodded, her silent support giving him strength.

The chorus gang, with tears streaming down their faces, rushed forward to hug their Bhaiya and Bhabhi one last time.