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Anaya.
No longer the tiny four-year-old with pink bow in her hair, but a grown woman of twenty-four. The world had changed her-her eyes held both softness and storms, her smile carried both innocence and shadows.
For a moment, silence fell. Time seemed to stop. It was as though every prayer whispered in those twenty years had finally been answered.
Gasps broke the silence. Tears flowed freely. Hands reached out. Hearts ached with relief.
After twenty years, their little sweetheart had finally come home.
But none of them knew-her return would not just heal old wounds. It would also bring secrets to light, test loyalties, and change the Malhotra family forever.