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In the weeks that followed, Rajesh returned—not with demands, but with awareness. He attended Arjun’s exhibitions without announcing himself, learning to be present without expecting anything in return. When they eventually sat across from each other in a small café, Rajesh spoke, though he knew words alone would not restore what had been lost. Arjun listened. Not with warmth, but without harshness. He did not offer easy forgiveness, nor did he close the door completely. He spoke plainly: he had grown without a father, and that absence had already shaped his life. Still, he allowed space—not because it was owed, but because he chose not to carry more weight than necessary. Rajesh responded in the only way that felt honest. He placed his estate in Arjun’s name, not as repayment, but as recognition of what should never have been withheld.
