Days later—
The house felt lighter than ever.
No fear.
No shadows.
Just peace.
Ayaan ran around happily.
"Mama! Papa! Look!"
Ananya laughed.
Aarav watched them.
Heart full.
For the first time—
He felt it.
Complete.
That evening—
He stood in front of Ananya.
Nervous.
For the first time in years.
"I have something to say," he began.
She smiled slightly.
"That sounds serious."
He took out the ring.
Her breath caught.
"Aarav…"
"This time," he said softly,
"No mistakes. No misunderstandings."
He stepped closer.
"Just us."
Silence.
Beautiful.
"Will you marry me… again?"
Tears filled her eyes instantly.
"Yes," she whispered.
Then louder—
"Yes."
Ayaan cheered.
"YAY! Wedding!"
They laughed through tears.
Because this time—
It wasn't just love.
It was a choice.