Author's POV~
Aayansh walked into the bedroom, his presence commanding as usual. He stopped for a moment to take in the scene before him. Kriti was on the couch, Anvi nestled comfortably in her lap, watching her favorite cartoon, Oggy and the cockroaches.
Kriti glanced up as he entered, her lips curving into a warm smile. “You’re back.”
Anvi’s attention snapped away from the screen when she heard her father’s voice. Her eyes lit up as she squealed, “Papa!”
Aayansh strode over, crouching beside the couch to kiss Anvi’s forehead, before handing Kriti the bouquet of sunflowers with a soft smile.
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