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To secure his children's future, he remarried, finding love, respect, and companionship in his new wife. She even refused to have her own children, choosing instead to love and raise his children as her own. She didn't want them to feel that she was partial or that her love was divided.

Ujwal has two children from his first wife, a girl and a boy. We will discuss them later.

Bhavesh Raghuwanshi, aged 50-55, Ujwal's younger brother, lost his wife seven years ago due to business rivalry. He has two children, a son named Yug and a daughter named Sanvi. Sanvi, 26, is married and had a love marriage, while Yug is 28. Both of them want their father to be happy.

After seeing his father struggling with memories of his late wife, Bhavesh agreed to a second marriage, albeit reluctantly. Interestingly, he married Amayra's mother, Nitara, who was once a good friend from college and whom Bhavesh secretly admired. But since Nitara showed no signs of reciprocating his feelings, he never confessed.

Bhavesh and Nitara got married three years ago. Why Nitara agreed to marry Bhavesh will become clear later. For now, it's important to know that Bhavesh is Amayra's stepfather and that Yug and Sanvi are her step-siblings.

Returning to the story, Amayra saw Ujwal, Bhavesh, Yug, and Sanvi standing in front of her, looking at her with affection. There was also a servant named Nazia, a Muslim woman, indicating that the family didn't discriminate based on religion, unlike in India. She was there because of her honesty and capability.

Sanvi, seeing Amayra, quickly came forward with the aarti plate and hugged her tightly, surprising Amayra. Amayra looked down at Sanvi, who had a beaming smile, then glanced at the rest of the family, who also looked at her with love, not hatred. Seeing their smiles, Amayra felt emotional, wondering why they were treating her so lovingly. It didn't feel like she was their stepdaughter or stepsister; it felt as if she had returned home after a long time. She wondered if this was because her mother married a wealthy man or if they were genuinely good-hearted, welcoming her without hesitation.

Lost in these thoughts, Amayra looked around the house, more beautiful on the inside than the outside. The luxurious sofas in the vast hall, the stunning ceiling, the exquisite chandelier, and the dining area looked as though it could host a feast for the entire city. The hall, divided by two staircases leading upwards, was so grand that it was hard to tell how many floors there were. One floor alone was so expansive that it was difficult to take it all in.