As if sensing her name in the air, Aisha stirred, her tiny arms stretching out. She blinked awake, and her big, curious eyes landed on Nakul, then Riya, before a soft giggle escaped her lips. Nakul smiled nervously. Despite being her father, Aisha had this mysterious ability to make him feel a little... scared, though it was a fear wrapped in love and awe.
Aisha had a powerful presence in her tiny frame. She could demand attention with just a glance, and Nakul, who had faced countless dangers, felt strangely nervous around her. Riya laughed lightly as she noticed Nakul's hesitation, clearly sensing his unease.
"Nakul, are you really afraid of her?" Riya teased, picking Aisha up with ease. The baby smiled widely, reaching for Riya's hair with her little hands.
"Not afraid," Nakul muttered, scratching his head. "It's just... she's so small, and yet, she has this power over me. I never want to disappoint her."
Riya chuckled, bouncing Aisha gently in her arms. "Well, she certainly knows what she wants, doesn't she?" She handed Aisha to Nakul, who took her carefully, as if holding something precious and delicate. Aisha giggled again, her tiny fingers wrapping around Nakul's shirt.
"She's not as intimidating as you think," Riya smiled warmly, watching the way Nakul's face softened when he held his daughter.
Nakul looked down at Aisha, his fear melting away in the face of her innocent smile. For a moment, all the doubts, all the fears, disappeared. "Yeah," Nakul murmured. "She's just... perfect."
With Riya by his side, Nakul knew they could navigate this new life together. They had challenges ahead, but this little princess, who held his heart in her tiny hands, would give them the strength to face whatever came next.
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Secrets of a Second Life
FantasyNakul and his daughter Aisha navigate the challenges of parenthood while haunted by a mysterious curse. As shadows threaten their fragile peace, ACP Pradyuman stands as a protector. Nakul fiercely defends his family, confronting the growing darkness...
