After Abandoning Abhay for 7 years his brothers Wants him home back , for what ? Just to Get the transfer paper signed , what will he react to this ? When the past memories are still burning freshly in his mind , The words Orphanage.Good Riddance.Orphan.Hate.Burden. Baggage.liability. ______________________________ Abhay Birla sat alone in the dim corner of his new room, the silence suffocating. The laughter, warmth, and love of home felt like a distant memory-erased in a single night. The crash. The fire. Their parents were gone, and so was his family. His brothers, Shivam and Shivansh, once his protectors, had turned against him. Their eyes held only blame, their words like knives. "Good riddance," Shivansh had spat, while Shivam hesitated only briefly before agreeing to send him away. Even their aunt, cold and calculating, suggested keeping him in an orphanage for years. Abhay had begged, pleaded, even whispered apologies getting on his knees clutching his brothers Leg desperately he didn't understand he owed. But his cries were met with silence and cruelty. Alone, abandoned, he realized that the family he had trusted most had abandoned him completely.where he is Tortured and starved by the People who are their for kids comfort. And now after 7 years his brothers brought him back , but they didn't know the person with them is just a shell of the former Abhay they broke , the boy who used to talk all day is partially mute, the one who brightens the room he entered is now gone , instead there is a boy who flinches when spoken loudly, Cries easily and Is Alive just because of One person 'Rudra Pratap Singh ' . Read the book to know more . ---

"I'm sorry for not being present on your birthday," Jimin said to his son, who was finally an adult now. Time really flew fast. "It's okay, Dad. I know I was never important to you. I'm used to your absence. It doesn't bother me anymore," Namji said with a dimpled smile that held a glint of sadness. "Ah! Tell me what you want for your birthday. I'll give you anything you ask for," Jimin said, hoping to change the topic. "Anything?" "Yes, anything." "Then tell me about my mom and let me meet him," Namji said with determination. The stiffness of his dad and his family didn't go unnoticed by him. The topic of his birthgiver was always taboo in his family. [Is my mother that bad that his family never even says his name?] "Tell me about Kim Namjoon, so I can hate him the same way you all do."