The morning light was softer than usual, almost kind.
Riya helped Meera in the kitchen, chopping vegetables slowly, like she had finally learned that not everything had to be done quickly.
Meera looked tired — not physically, but in the heart.
Riya touched her hand.
Riya: “Papa wouldn’t want you to carry this alone anymore.”
Meera didn’t speak.
She didn’t have to.
Because for the first time in years, she didn’t pull her hand away.
She let herself be held.
A small healing.
Quiet, but real.
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A Moment of Normal
Later, they all sat for breakfast together.
Plain idlis.
Coconut chutney.
Nothing special.
Yet everything had changed.
No one talked about pain.
No one forced smiles.
They just… ate together.
Aditya watched the jasmine plant outside swaying lightly in the breeze.
A memory.
A promise.
A reminder of who they used to be.
For a brief few minutes—
the house felt like home again.
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But Peace Never Stays Long
A phone rang.
Not Aditya’s.
Not Meera’s.
Not Riya’s.
Anika’s.
She answered quietly, stepping aside.
Her voice dropped — controlled, sharp.
Anika: “Yes… I understand. Keep records secured. No communication on email. I’ll handle the rest.”
Her tone was different now.
Not gentle.
Not warm.
But strategic. Focused. Careful.
She returned to the table.
Anika: “Someone knows we’re looking.”
Riya’s spoon froze halfway.
Meera’s heartbeat stumbled.
Aditya remained still.
Aditya: “Who?”
Anika didn’t sugarcoat.
Anika: “The board. The same people who forced Rajiv. The ones who silenced your father.”
Silence tightened across the room like a thread pulled too hard.
Riya: “What do they want now?”
Anika looked straight at Aditya.
Anika: “To make sure the truth never comes out. Which means…”
She didn’t have to finish the sentence.
The danger had stepped into their lives again.
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Tension Finds the Door
A car slowed outside.
Stopped.
Not a neighbor’s.
Not familiar.
Aditya stood up immediately and moved to the window, careful, controlled.
A man stepped out.
Dark glasses.
Formal.
Unsmiling.
Not here to talk.
Not here to threaten.
Just here to watch.
To send a message.
Aditya’s jaw clenched — not in fear, but in recognition.
The fight had begun.
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But Strength Had Too
Riya walked to Aditya’s side.
Not shaking.
Not afraid.
Just there.
Meera joined them — eyes tired, but standing.
Anika stepped closer — shoulders squared, calm as steel.
For the first time in a long time…
they were not facing the world separately.
They were one family.
No more silence.
No more running.
Just truth — and the courage to face it.
Together.
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End of Chapter 10