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Then, her phone rang again. At first, she didn't want to look at it, but then she slowly lifted her wet eyelids to see, and the name "Maa" appeared on the screen. Seeing her mother's call after so many days, feeling very alone, Amayra quickly answered, "Hello..."

A deep but calm voice from the other side said, "Amayra, dear," hearing this voice, Amayra was about to hang up the call.

But before she could, the man on the other end quickly said, "Amayra, please don't hang up. Nitara needs you. Please come back."

Hearing her mother's name, Nitara, made Amayra's hands and feet go cold, and a strange, unwanted fear took hold of her eyes. Amayra, with trembling lips, asked, "What happened to mom? Is she okay?"

The man on the other side softly said, "I can't tell you everything over the phone, dear. I'm standing outside your apartment door right now. Please come with me... Dear, we can work out all our issues later..."

Amayra, who had rushed to the door hearing the man's words, quickly opened it. In front of her stood a man around 50-55 years old, wearing an expensive business suit. There was an aura of authority around him. Looking at his clothes, shoes, and the expensive watch on his wrist, it was clear he was a wealthy man. His name was Bhavesh. Now, the question is, what is Amayra's relationship with this man?

Seeing him, the little emotion left in Amayra's eyes quickly vanished.

Bhavesh, with a soft smile on his face, lovingly said, "I knew you would open the door." Amayra kept staring at him silently, not responding. Bhavesh, still smiling, continued, "Dear, won't you invite me in?"

Amayra, without a word, lowered her eyes and, opening the door wider, said, "Please come in; I'll get you some water."

Bhavesh stopped her, saying, "No need, dear. Just pack your things; we have a flight to catch shortly."

Hearing this, Amayra stopped and, without any emotion, said, "Please sit down; I'll get my things," then went into the room and closed the door. As soon as she did, tears started flowing from her eyes, which she didn't want to show in front of him.

Bhavesh, looking around the apartment, made a call, saying, "Yes, she agreed to come. We'll leave for the airport soon."

About 30 minutes later, Amayra came out of the room with a large suitcase in her hand. Seeing her face, Bhavesh understood that she had cried a lot in the room, so he decided not to ask or say anything to her.

There was a strange silence between them. Breaking this awkward silence, Bhavesh, looking around, said, "Your home is very beautiful. You've decorated it nicely."

Amayra, with a faint smile, replied, "You're mistaken, Mr. Bhavesh. This is not a home, just an apartment. It used to feel like a home when mom and I lived here... and all this decoration was done by mom and me together."