Silence filled the room.
But it wasn't heavy anymore.
It was waiting.
"What happens now?" Ananya asked softly.
Aarav took a step closer.
"Now… we decide."
Her breath caught.
"Decide what?"
"Whether we let the past win," he said.
A pause.
"Or we start again."
Tears filled her eyes.
"Can we?"
Aarav didn't hesitate.
"Yes."
Silence.
Long.
Deep.
Then—
Ayaan's voice broke it.
"Mama?"
They both turned.
He stood there, watching them.
Small.
Hopeful.
"Are you fighting again?"
Ananya's heart broke.
"No…" she said softly.
Aarav stepped forward.
And held both of them.
"Not anymore."
Ayaan smiled.
"Then we're okay?"
Aarav looked at Ananya.
Waiting.
Her answer mattered.
More than anything.
A tear slipped down her cheek.
But this time—
She smiled.
"Yes."
Silence.
Soft.
Warm.
Real.
Because this time—
They weren't breaking.
They were choosing.
Each other.