It had been two weeks since Rajmata's heart attack, and for the first time, Aarav felt his own control slipping. His grandmother was the only person who could soften his heart, and while he respected his elders, no one else in the family could make him do something against his will. Over the years, he had skillfully avoided the topic of marriage, but this time was different. Rajmata was more determined than he was stubborn.

Sitting alone in his office, Aarav's mind drifted back to their recent conversation.