"Papa!"
Ayaan clung to him tightly.
Aarav held him like he would never let go again.
"I've got you…" he whispered.
"I've got you…"
Ananya ran toward them.
Her legs weak.
Her heart racing.
"Ayaan…"
She hugged them both.
Tears streaming endlessly.
The world around them faded.
Sirens.
Voices.
Chaos.
None of it mattered.
Because in that moment—
They were together.
Safe.
Alive.
Raghav was dragged away in handcuffs.
Defeated.
Finished.
But the real battle—
Was inside them.