IshaSharma1
The room felt suffocating, thick with unspoken truths and years of buried pain. Anahita's hands trembled as she clutched the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white. Her eyes-red, swollen from endless nights of fear-lifted to meet his cold, unyielding gaze.
"Please..." her voice broke, barely above a whisper. "Don't take my child away from me."
Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head in desperation. "I won't survive without him. I'll die."
Akshat's jaw tightened. Not even a flicker of sympathy crossed his face. Instead, anger-raw and long-suppressed-burned in his eyes. He took a slow step forward, his presence heavy, overwhelming.
"You should have thought about that back then, Anahita," he said coldly, every word slicing through the air, "when you hid my son from me for all these years."
Her breath hitched.
"Did you really believe I would never find my own flesh and blood?" His lips curled into a bitter smile. "You made a grave mistake."
Anahita straightened despite the fear clawing at her chest. Wiping her tears with the back of her hand, she forced her voice to steady, though her heart was shattering piece by piece.
"You know nothing," she said, shaking her head. "Without knowing the truth, you're stealing my entire life from me." Her eyes hardened with resolve. "I won't let you do this."
For a moment, silence reigned-dangerous and charged.
Then Akshat laughed.
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