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Abhimanyu sat on the couch with Reyansh and Sayesha in their cozy apartment. The room was full of excitement as they watched the fashion industry awards on TV. Siya, their wife and mother, was nominated for Best Fashion Designer of the Year for her brand Klasaè, and everyone was eager to see if she'd win.
Reyansh, their older son, sat next to Abhimanyu, eyes glued to the screen. "Pops, Mumma's the best. She's going to win," he said confidently, patting his father's back. Sayesha, still too young to speak clearly, waved her chubby hands and giggled in excitement.
When the time came, Abhimanyu held his breath, his heart racing. "And the award goes to... Siya Arora Singhania!" the announcer's voice filled the room.
Reyansh and Abhimanyu cheered, clapping happily. Sayesha laughed, joining in on the joy. Abhimanyu smiled wide, proud of his wife as her name appeared on the screen.
Excited, Abhimanyu ran to the kitchen as the oven beeped. With Reyansh's help, he took out a cake they'd made earlier to celebrate. The smell of the freshly baked cake added to the festive mood.
Just then, Abhimanyu's phone rang. He quickly answered, his heart racing. Siya's voice came through, full of joy. "Abhi, we did it! I couldn't have done it without you," she said, her voice full of emotion. Abhimanyu's eyes teared up as he listened. "You deserve this and more, Siya," he replied, pride in his voice. "We're so proud of you."
After the call, Abhimanyu dialed Virajas, Purvi, Tanya, and Rajveer to invite them over for a celebration later that evening.
Memories of Aarti and Karan filled the room, their photos on the walls, capturing happy moments. Aarti's smile and Karan's calm presence seemed to be with them.
Abhimanyu and Siya missed them deeply, but in each other, they found comfort. Life moved on, and Abhimanyu learned to keep going without them. Days passed, and time slowly healed the pain.
As time passed, the pain of loss became bittersweet memories, treasured and kept close. Abhimanyu and Siya knew Aarti and Karan would always live in their hearts.
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Later that evening, the doorbell rang, announcing the arrival of Virajas, Purvi, Tanya, Rajveer, and their three-year-old daughter, Khushi. Abhimanyu greeted them warmly at the door, exchanging hugs and smiles.
Abhimanyu prepared a delicious dinner while everyone chatted in the living room. Reyansh and Khushi played together, their laughter filling the air.
When Siya walked in, the lights dimmed, and everyone hid in the living room, waiting for her to arrive. Siya entered, surprised by the soft lighting and quiet atmosphere. Before she could speak, Reyansh ran up to her, followed by Khushi.
