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Amayra nodded, and Sanvi left. Taking a deep breath, Amayra tightly gripped the door handle and entered the room, where she found her mother lying with her eyes closed, an IV drip in her hand.

I'm leaving now in case you're hesitant to speak. If you need anything, there's a bell next to the table in the room. Ring it, and I'll come.

Saanvi's words made Amayra nod in agreement, and Saanvi left. As she exited, Amayra gripped the door handle tightly, took a deep breath, and walked into the room where her mother lay with her eyes closed, an IV drip attached to her hand.

Seeing her mother in this condition, tears welled up in Amayra's eyes. Yet, she gathered her courage, holding back her tears, and slowly stepped towards her mother, Nitara Ji. She sat silently on the bed, looking at the face she had longed to see for three years. That face was finally before her.

Sensing her daughter's presence, Nitara Ji slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurry from weakness. She blinked repeatedly until she could clearly see her daughter's face, her Amayra.

Seeing her daughter after so many years, tears began to fill Nitara Ji's eyes. Seeing this, Amayra tried to stay strong, wiping her mother's tears, and spoke softly without emotion, "Please don't cry like this, Mom. The doctor advised against taking stress."

Despite her tears, Nitara Ji smiled faintly, gently touching Amayra's cheek with her hand. "No, my child, I'm not crying. These are tears of joy. After all, my daughter has come back to me."

Nitara Ji's words broke Amayra's heart. She wanted to let go of all her grievances, hug her mother, and cry, but a wall stood between them—a barrier Amayra couldn't bring herself to tear down.

Controlling her emotions, Amayra said, "No, Mom, I haven't come here to stay. You just get better, and then I'll go back to my home."

"This is your home too, my child. Everyone here loves you dearly," Nitara Ji said with a glimmer of hope.

Amayra gently placed her mother's hand back on the bed and replied, "No, Mom, this is not my home, and it can never be. My home was where it was just you and me after Dad passed away, our little family of two... which you broke by marrying someone else."

"I couldn't accept this relationship then, and I can't accept it now. Please don't expect me to," Amayra continued, her voice trembling with unspoken pain.

Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Amayra stood to leave. But Nitara Ji gently held her hand and said, "How long will you keep running from the truth that this is your home now, and Bhavesh Ji is your father?"