Chapter 41
The warm air of the U.S. hit Arohi the moment she stepped off the plane, a strange wave of familiarity rushing through her. It had been five years. Five long years. Beside her walked her parents and holding her hand—her little boy, Ahan. His wide eyes scanned everything with wonder, unaware of the memories this land held for his mother. At the arrival gate, Nina and Aman were already waiting, barely able to contain their excitement. “Ahan!” Nina squealed, rushing forward as soon as she spotted them. Aman followed close behind, both of them kneeling as Ahan ran to them with a shy giggle. They immediately scooped him up, showering him with hugs, toys, and promises of ice cream. Arohi watched with a soft smile as her parents greeted the couple. Nina looked at her and mouthed, You okay? A
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