Poornima stood in the bathroom, staring at the small test strip in her hand. Two clear lines stared back at her. Her heart skipped a beat. She could barely believe it. Mine… ours… Veeresh’s and mine.

A wide, radiant smile spread across her face as tears of joy threatened to spill. She whispered softly to herself,

“It’s ours… our baby…”

She hurried to the bedroom where Veeresh was reviewing company documents. Seeing her approach, he looked up, curious.

“Veeresh…” she said, voice trembling with happiness.

He frowned slightly. “What is it, jaan? You look… different.”

She held up the test strip, eyes shining. “I missed my periods… and this…” She let her voice break with joy, “…it’s positive. Veeresh… it’s ours. Our child.”

For a moment, Veeresh froze, staring at the small strip as if trying to process the reality. Then, a wide, genuine smile spread across his face. He pulled her into a tight embrace, lifting her slightly off the ground.

“My jaan… our baby,” he murmured, voice thick with emotion. “I can’t… I can’t believe it. We’re going to be parents again.”

Poornima laughed through her tears, burying her face in his chest. “Yes… ours.”

Veeresh kissed her temple, holding her close. “I promise… I’ll take care of you and our child. Always. No one will ever hurt you again.”

And in that warm embrace, surrounded by love, hope, and the promise of new life, they both knew—this was the beginning of another beautiful chapter for their family.