As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow through the large windows of the Rane household, Anita felt the weight of the day pressing down on her. The children's laughter echoed through the halls, a stark contrast to the turmoil swirling in her heart. The recent arrival of Rishav's sister, Kavya, had stirred up memories and insecurities she thought she had put to rest.

Anita glanced at Rishav, who was deep in conversation with Kavya and Naman in the living room. His brow was furrowed, and she could see the tension in his jaw. It was a familiar sight, one that reminded her of the countless nights he had spent wrestling with his past. Their bond had grown stronger, but the shadows of his former life had a way of creeping back in, especially when family was involved.