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Precap: As Baa and Baapuji were forced out, the room fell into stunned silence. No one moved or spoke, too shaken to process what they had just witnessed. Samar, Toshu, Pakhi, Kinjal, Nandini, Anuj, and Anurag all stared at Anupamaa, their expressions a mixture of shock, pride, and awe.

Breaking the silence, Anurag, who had been standing beside Anuj, finally managed to utter, "Durgashtami it is..." His words hung in the air, a fitting tribute to the fiery goddess who had just unleashed her wrath.

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As Baa and Bapuji walked away, the atmosphere grew tense. Anupamaa stood rooted in place, her face flushed with anger, her hands trembling slightly as she clenched them into fists. The rest of the family stood frozen in shock, unsure of how to react to her rare, intense outburst.

Anuj, always attuned to her emotions, was the first to act. He quickly crossed the distance between them and gently placed his hands on her shoulders, his voice calm yet filled with concern. "Anupamaa, please... calm down. Breathe." His touch and words were an attempt to anchor her to the moment, but her fury remained unabated. Seeing her mother in such a state, Pakhi took a hesitant step forward, her usual sass replaced with a rare moment of unease. "Mummy, everything will be okay, na? Please don't be angry," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. Anurag, too, couldn't bear to see his "Mummy" like this. He exchanged a glance with Samar before speaking up, his tone laced with a blend of mischief and concern, "Mummy, aap gussa karke na aur bhi dangerous lagti ho. Ab main toh aur disciplined ho jaaunga!" He smiled nervously, hoping to lighten the mood. Samar, ever the dependable son, quickly fetched a glass of water and gently pressed it into Anupamaa's hands. "Mummy, drink this. Please, for me," he urged softly, his eyes pleading. Toshu and Kinjal stood nearby, exchanging worried glances. Even Nandini, who usually remained composed, looked unsettled. The collective concern of everyone seemed to deepen as they realized how much Baa and Bapuji's departure had impacted Anupamaa. Gradually, the urgency of the situation took over, and everyone decided it was best to take Anupamaa home to help her calm down. Supporting her on either side, Anuj and Samar gently guided her towards the car, while the others followed closely, their faces etched with worry. The drive back home was quiet, with only the sound of Anupamaa's slightly uneven breaths breaking the silence. It was evident that her anger stemmed not just from the immediate incident but from years of bottled emotions finally bubbling to the surface. All they could do now was stand by her side and help her find the strength to face it all, together.

Toshu and the rest decided to head back, leaving Anurag, Anuj, and Anupamaa in the comforting silence of their home. As they departed, the house settled into an unusual calm, almost as if acknowledging the emotional whirlwind that had just passed.

Anuj, ever attentive, meticulously ensured everything was in its rightful place. His movements were gentle yet purposeful as he helped Anupamaa settle down in her room. The concern in his eyes spoke volumes, silently reassuring her that she was not alone in this battle. Anurag, too, offered his subtle support, flashing her a mischievous smile before retreating to his own space.

As the night unfolded, time seemed to move at an uncharacteristic pace. For Anupamaa, the hours felt like mere moments. Despite the lingering weight of the day's events, she felt an unfamiliar sense of satisfaction. Her bold reply to Leela Shah and Hasmukh Shah echoed in her mind, not as a confrontation, but as a statement of her self-worth.

Lying in her bed, wrapped in the comfort of her newfound dignity, Anupamaa felt an emotional detachment from the chains that once bound her. It wasn't resentment or bitterness-it was liberation. A soft smile crept onto her lips as she closed her eyes, her heart light with the realization that she had, perhaps for the first time, truly stood her ground.

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