Rajveer's pov:-

Finally, she slept ,curled into me with her small arms clinging tightly to my chest. Her tear-streaked face was nestled against me, her breathing steady but still uneven. My heart ached with every sound she made, every tiny whimper of pain.

She looks so cute while sleeping. "Hayeeee,meri cupcake ", i exclaimed, barely audible, as she tightly hugging even during her sleep.

Ofc she will . It's her habit to hug me and place her leg on mine and kick me whenever she sleep

I know that she endured so much pain due to her period cramps but I can't understand her pain . I wish I could take all of her pain but I don't have these powers .

She didn't ate anything from morning, now it's 11:30 am ,she didn't had her breakfast. I insisted her to eat breakfast but like everyday she denies , No matter how much I coaxed her to have something, she shook her head with tear-filled eyes. And in her pain, I could i force her to eat ? but what if she becomes weak ?

No ! Not an another problem for her . She endured so much pain , problems since I have entered in her life . I'm the main source of her all problems

First I made her alone by doing accident to her mother and kept her mother away from her and I made her , to everyone, to believe that her mother is died . I can't even imagine the situation , she went through when she got to know about her mother death.

Later she got married to a betrayer, who betrayed her, for other women .

And then that coward Rehan, my so called elder brother, compelled her to marry me by blackmailing her . I destroyed her career , her dream to become a lawyer which is also her mother's last wish . I stamped her as a gold digger. I humiliated her infront of all in her college, made her principal to threw her out of the college.

I said her to die , to leave me and this world but on that day all she did is , risked her life only to save me, the devil who made her life he'll.

She was on the edge of death , all because of me . She lost her mental stability because of my brother, who used her as a pawn to wanted destroy me. Today my dadi is taunting her as a disgrace, failed mother and wife , caused because of me and my family

When my own family world was shouting that I'm a culprit which was true but abhira , she stood with me , trusted me, fighted with my family that I'm not a culprit but all I did was to break her trust .

But it's enough!

This is my fault. I don't know how, but it is. The moment I entered her life, it's like I brought chaos along with me. If I weren't here, maybe she wouldn't have to deal with this.

I sighed heavily, guilt washing over me as I stared at her peaceful face. She doesn't deserve this. She deserves to be happy. Maybe if I left...

My thoughts were interrupted by a soft murmur from her lips. "Don't go away, Puchku..." she whispered in her sleep, her fingers clutching the fabric of my shirt like I was her lifeline.

My heart squeezed painfully. How could I even think of leaving? She was my world, my everything. Because of Abhira, i understood what love means, which my own family didn't gave me . I'm her's and she is mine, forever

I pressed a soft kiss to her lips, my promise to always be by her side. Gently, I untangled myself from her grasp, careful not to wake her. She needed rest, and I needed to make sure everything else was taken care of.

Later The soft murmurs of laughter drew me into the hall. As I stepped in, the sight before me instantly melted away the heaviness in my heart. Riya, ever-doting caretaker of Kiaan, was sitting on the couch, feeding him his bottle. His tiny fingers were wrapped around the bottle, and his wide, curious eyes sparkled with joy.

So times I feel like I'm neglecting him . But from today I will try my level bets to become best father for him . I cannot change the truth that he is adopted, but I don't why me and abhira attracted towards him and I felt something strange connection with him ,when I spot him in hospital.

On that day ,When i tried to take him my arms , he kicked me and I thought that he hates or wants to be away from me but nowadays he don't even be a second silently, without crying, when I ignored him . He always create a situation, to come in my arms .

All people say that father and son are eniems and can't share a good bond but I will change this, I will be the best friend to my son - kiaan . We will share each other's tensions, happiness, secrets, upcoming plan and the blunders, mischievous things we have done .

As soon as Kiaan spotted me, his giggles filled the room. He stretched his chubby arms toward me, his little hands opening and closing in excitement.

"muhhaa!" he gurgled, making my heart swell.

I couldn't resist. With a wide smile, I stepped closer and scooped him into my arms. His laughter became contagious as I began making funny faces, earning delighted squeals from him. I felt the corners of my mouth lift, a genuine smile tugging at me despite the weight I'd been carrying earlier.

"Look at you, spoiled already," Riya teased, crossing her arms. She was smiling too, though.

"I'm not spoiling him," I retorted playfully, grabbing one of Kiaan's toys from the nearby shelf. "I'm just... building memories,"

Rudransh, my younger brother, chuckled as he entered the room. "Building memories, huh? You're turning him into a miniature version of you, Rajveer. He's already clinging to you like glue."

"And what's wrong with that?" I shot back, spinning Kiaan in my arms, earning another round of giggles. "He's my son. If I don't pamper him, who will?"

"You'll spoil him rotten," Rudransh said, shaking his head, though his tone was warm. "Just don't complain later when he refuses to listen to you."

Kiaan babbled something incoherent but adorable, and I grinned. "Hear that? He's on my side."

Finally, my Kiaan is on my side , papa ka para

"We already knew it , that he is daddy's boy . He always becomes quite when you cradle him and he always cries and bring a little tsunami in house whenever you left for office ", rudransh said as kiaan started to giggle

" on that day he didn't stopped his crying till you return to home and candle him . He is just stubborn like you bhai ", riya said , crossing her arms

I couldn't help but felt that im the luckiest person in the world as my son , my wife loves me so much , so possessive for me

Rudarsh gave a toy Lamborghini car to kiaan and kiaan took it clumsily and started playing with it excitedly

"Kiaan why are you playing with this toy Lamborghini car? Come , let's get into our real Lamborghini car and have a ride . When you become 10 years old , I will teach ypu how to drive and later let's drive Lamborghini and Toyota supra together. And when you become 18 years old , let's have a car race OK? ", I said to kiaan , my voice childish

Kiaan started to smile widley and clapping his hands , I think he understood my words

"Bhai, you are spoiling him. It's not safe to make him sit in driving seat with you and don't you dare to gift him any car or bike before he turns 18", Aliya warned me , almost shouting at me , she is the one who has the dare to warned me and talk with me in this tone , after abhira

I ignored her words , like i do everytime

"Don't worry my son will never damage any car , like you damaged dadaji's roll Roy's , last year ", I teased Aliya, and a relief came in me , as she started to pout and make a angry face and trying to hide her face in her palms

It's a routine for us but kiaan looks are not normal, it looks like he is upset and angry . Suddenly he reached near Aliya and started to pull her hair tightly making riya to winch "oouch", riya cried

"Kiaan leave me ", she said firmly and freed herself from kiaan grip and started to rub her head

Rudrash and riya started to laugh loudly. Kiaan became my protector now , in this small age . I think I don't need bodyguards and lawyers anymore

"Arey papa ka para , I'm so sorry. I will never shouting at you papa", aliay exclaimed and joing her hands infront of him and me

"OK OK, we forgaved you ", I said dramatically

"Omg , our kiaan is becoming dangerous day by day , especially when it comes to rajveer. We should be careful infront of kiaan and use our words wisely about rajveer infront of him ", rudransh declared, raising his brows

"That's too good for you all ', I said and turned towards kiaan who was proudly laughing in my arms

"Aaaahhhh", kiaan exclaimed, giggling

Author's pov :-

Just as Aliya was about to tease Rajveer again, the sound of the front door opening caught everyone's attention.

Rajveer turned toward the doorway, his gaze falling on Prachi, his sister-in-law, stepping into the house from her maternal house . Her face was pale, her eyes heavy with untold emotions. Behind her, a man dressed formally-a lawyer-entered carrying a file of papers. Everyone exchanged confused looks, the sudden tension gripping the room like a storm waiting to erupt.

"Hello bhabhi ! ", aliya exclaimed, happy to see prachi back to rajvanshi's mansion but Prachi didn't seemed normal , her eyes and face is saying something else . Her face used to lightened with warmth and happiness but now she looks like a broken pieces of glass .

Rajveer understood that Prachi is not OK and something was killing her from inside.

"Bhabhi, are you ok? Why are you lookingso sad ?","Rajveer asked, his tone laced with concern. "Is everything okay?"

Prachi remained silent, her trembling hands clutching her saree. The lawyer stepped forward, clearing his throat.

"I am here to deliver these," he announced, handing the papers to Rajveer.

Rajveer's eyes widened as he glanced at the document in his hand. "Divorce papers?" he muttered, disbelief evident in his voice. He looked at Prachi, stunned. "You're filing for divorce from Rehan?"

The entire room froze in shock. Aliya's hands flew to her mouth as she gasped audibly, and Rudransh's face hardened with confusion.

"Yes," Prachi finally said, her voice trembling but firm. "I can't take it anymore. I've had enough."

Before anyone could react, Aliya dashed toward the staircase. "I'll call Ma!" she exclaimed, running to fetch Preeta.

Rajveer's shock was quickly overtaken by an unexpected sense of relief. He knew his elder brother and now he is happy that , Prachi became strong now

When Preeta entered the room with Aliya, her eyes fell on the papers in Rajveer's hands. Her face turned pale, her usually calm demeanor breaking into shock.

"Prachi, what is this?" Preeta asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Prachi stood tall, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "They're divorce papers, Ma," she said, her voice breaking slightly.

"Divorce?!" Preeta's voice rose, disbelief etched on her face. "Why, Prachi? What happened? You two seemed fine-"

Prachi's patience, which she had held onto for six long years, finally snapped. Tears streamed down her face as she poured out her heart, her voice echoing with a mixture of pain and anger.

"Fine?" she said, her voice trembling. "You think we were fine? For six years, I endured his abuse. I stayed quiet, hoping things would change. But they never did! Rehan... your son... he treated me like nothing, Ma. He beat me, humiliated me, and flaunted his affairs with other women right in front of me. All because I couldn't give him a child!"

The room fell into stunned silence. Preeta's hands trembled as she covered her mouth in shock. Aliya and Rudransh stood rooted in place, unable to process what they were hearing.

"No , no this cannot happen", preeta chocked out her voice trembling " my upbringing will never be in this way ", she cried , hiding her face in her palms . She couldn't believe that her elder son -adopted one , whom she and Aryan loved Him and cared , prioritized him more than their own children, rajveer, rudransh and Aliya, tortured his wife and she didn't knew it .

As a ias officer she gave justice to everyone but she couldn't gave justice to her daughter in law .

"And your upbringing is failed now", Rajveer spat, his face with cold expression

"I stayed quiet for the sake of this family," Prachi continued, her voice breaking. "I didn't want to bring shame to any of you. But I can't do it anymore. I can't sacrifice my life for a man who doesn't even see me as a person!"

Just then, the door to the hallway creaked open, and Abhira stepped in, her innocent face lighting up as she saw Rajveer. She ran toward him, clinging to his arm and burying her face in his shoulder.

"Puchku," she murmured softly, sensing the heavy tension in the room but finding comfort in Rajveer's presence.

Prachi's grief turned into anger as she looked at Abhira. "Her!" she shouted, pointing at Abhira. "It's all because of her!"

Everyone looked at Prachi in confusion, but she continued, her voice rising with fury.

"If she wasn't here, Rehan wouldn't have fallen for her! He wouldn't have ignored me and left me to suffer alone!"

Rajveer stepped forward, his protective instincts kicking in. "Prachi bhabhi , stop it," he said firmly. "Abhira has nothing to do with Rehan's actions."

But Prachi wasn't listening. Her voice grew louder as she pointed an accusing finger at Abhira. "You've ruined everything! You and your innocent act! Rehan was obsessed with you, and it destroyed my marriage!"

"Enough!" Rajveer shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos. "Abhira is my wife, and she has never done anything to hurt you or anyone else. If Rehan failed you, it's on him. Don't blame Abhira for his mistakes!"

Preeta stepped in, her voice trembling as she defended Abhira. "Prachi, you're wrong. Abhira is like a child. She would never do something like that. Please, calm down."

But Prachi was beyond reason. Her pain and anger had taken over. "If it weren't for her, my life wouldn't be like this!" she screamed, grabbing a knife from the dining table.

Time seemed to slow as Prachi lunged toward Abhira, her eyes wild with rage.

"Prachi, stop!" Preeta screamed,

" noooo", Rajveer shouted