Kriti's POV~
The soft sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room and my eyes flutter open.
Aayansh is nuzzled into my neck, his breath warm against my skin and his arm is draped loosely over my waist, holding me close.
Behind us, Anvika, our 2-year-old daughter, lies nestled between the blankets, her little body curled up in the safety of our embrace.
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