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Days passed.
The news of Kiara’s arrest had spread like wildfire.
Social media erupted with headlines:
**“Businesswoman Kiara Sharma Arrested in Connection to Rhea Malhotra’s Death.”**
The Malhotra family was suddenly under public sympathy.
But in the mansion, silence still reigned.
Aaryan kept to himself, spending long hours alone in the piano room.
Anjali gave him space, though her heart ached to reach him.
She had done her part.
But the weight of everything still sat heavy on her soul.
Until a letter arrived.
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It was delivered by an old man in a grey uniform.
“I was told to give this to Mrs. Malhotra… when the truth finally came out.”
Anjali hesitated as she opened the envelope.
The handwriting inside was familiar. Delicate. Emotional.
**It was Rhea’s. Again.**
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**"If you’re reading this, then Kiara has been exposed.
But there’s still one truth I couldn’t carry to my grave.
Aaryan has a son."**
Anjali dropped the paper.
**What?**
She continued reading, her fingers trembling.
**"Before our marriage, Aaryan had fallen in love with someone else — a girl named Sara. Their relationship was brief… but real.
When they separated, neither of them knew she was pregnant.
Years later, I found out. Sara had passed away.
And the child — a boy — was living in a foster home."**
Anjali’s heart raced.
**"I didn’t tell Aaryan because I was afraid it would break our already fragile marriage.
But that child deserves to know his father."**
Attached was an old photo — a boy, no older than 6, with striking hazel eyes.
Eyes just like Aaryan’s.
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That evening, Anjali placed the letter in front of Aaryan.
His eyes scanned it slowly. Word by word.
Silence fell over the room.
“I had no idea,” he whispered. “No idea at all.”
Anjali’s voice was soft. “He’s your son, Aaryan.”
Aaryan held the photo, his hands shaking.
A part of his past had just come to life — a piece of his soul he never knew was missing.
“I need to find him,” he said. “Immediately.”
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The next day, the search began.
And with each step, Aaryan’s heart began to awaken — not just as a man seeking redemption…
…but as a **father**.
And Anjali?
She stood beside him, realizing this story…
was far from over.
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