Naina sat curled on the couch beside Rajveer, his hand resting protectively over her slightly rounded belly. A rare, soft smile played on his lips.

“Ab sab theek hai, Naina,” Rajveer said softly. His voice carried the weight of their struggles, but also the relief of freedom. “Woh sab bura waqt khatam ho chuka hai. Ab humein kisi se darne ki zarurat nahi.”