The vast mansion where the Kuruvilla family lived sparkled in a warm glow as the sun descended below the horizon. Amidst all of this splendor, Matthew and Juanita's marriage was about to take place. But the joyous moment was ruined by the specter of a past that was buried. Standing in the luxurious living room was Ammama, her disapproval visible in the deep lines on her face. She paced nervously, her conscience aching from holding a long-kept secret. "Ye shaadi kabhi nahi honi chaahiye. Agnes aur usake parivaar ke baare mein kuch galat lagata hai. Mujhe shuroo se hi sandeh tha(This marriage should never happen. Something about Agnes and her family seems off. I've had doubts from the beginning.)" Gathered together, the family was a tapestry of love, secrets, and unspoken grief. Lynette frets. "Tum itana kada virodh kyon kar rahi ho Ammama? Ve ek doosare se pyaar karate hain aur Juanita ek pyaari mahila hai(Why are you opposing so strongly, Ammama? They are in love with each other, and Juanita is a lovely lady.)" Ammama's eyes are getting narrower. "Sunny ke maata-pita aur Agnes ki asali maan par aai tragedy aapas mein judi hui hai. Meri haddiyaan mere liye bolati hain(The tragedy that befell Sunny's parents and Agnes's real mother are related. My bones speak for me.)" Ammama decided to reveal the well-guarded truth that had festered over the years like a wound as the tension in the air increased. Amma's voice is shaking. "Sunny,aapako ab vaastavikata jaanane kee jaroorat hai. Aapake Papa aur Agnes ki asali maan Nandini ke beech affair tha(you need to know the reality now. Your father and Agnes's real mother, Nandini, had an affair.)" Sunny's world appeared to crumble when Ammama revealed a painful truth. The family was stunned and astonished and the realization reverberated across the room. "Tumhaari maan, bhagavaan unaki aatma ko shaanti de, jab unhe is sambandh ke baare mein pata chala to vah sharm bardaasht nahi kar sakeen. Usake baad aapake Papa ne aatmahatya kar li kyonki vah aparaadh bodh se bahut pareshaan the(Your mother, god bless her soul, could not bear the shame when she found out about the affair. Your father committed suicide after she did because he was so overcome with guilt.)" Lynette lets out a gasp. "Aisa nahi ho sakata. Papa(This is not possible. Dad.)" Ammama goes on. "Unake nidhan ka dosh Nandini par hai. Main kasam khaata hoon ki parivaar mein usaka svaagat nahi hai(Nandini carries the blame for their demise. She is not welcome in the family, I swear." The day of Juanita's wedding, which would reveal the layers of hidden secrets, arrived amid the commotion. Sunny confronted Agnes on the day of the wedding, demanding an explanation for the heartbreaking discovery. "Agnes,kya vah sach hai? Kya mere maata-pita ki maut ka asali kaaran aapaki maan thi(is that true? Was your mother the real reason my parents died?)" With tears running down her cheeks, Agnes hesitated before disclosing the long-kept secret. 

"Yes, Sunny,lekin vah aapake Papa ki shaadi se anajaan thi. Yah ek gambheer truti aur tragedy thi jise hamame se koi bhi ulat nahi sakata(but she was unaware of your father's marriage. It was a grave error and a tragedy that none of us can reverse.)" At first broken, Sunny had to make a moral decision. His love for Agnes was at odds with the weight of the past. "Agnes,hamaare parivaar jis peeda se gujare usake liye mere Papa bhi baraabar ke doshi the. Aapane jo kuch nahi kiya usake liye doosaron dvaara aapako dandit karana anuchit hai(my father shared equal blame for the suffering our families went through. It is unfair for others to punish you for something you did not do.)" Ammama was adamantly against it, but Sunny decided on love instead of blame. Family conflict surrounded the nuptials, which were characterized by a bittersweet symphony of acceptance and forgiveness. With its ornate customs, the wedding ceremony evolved into a moving representation of love triumphing over the past. "Agnes,hum apane parivaaron ke dard ka bojh uthaate hain, lekin saath milakar, hum pyaar aur samajh se bhare bhavishy ka nirmaan karenge(we carry the weight of our families' pain, but together, we'll build a future filled with love and understanding.)" With the exchange of rings, the specter of blame and shame started to disappear. But the truth would not stay in the dark for very long. On the outskirts of the happy occasion, Nandini, the once-presumed ghost of the past, appeared. The family got speechless when the realization spread throughout the entire area. "Ab choonki main jeevit hoon to mujhe sudhaar karana hi hoga. Main kabhi nahi chaahata tha ki Agnes ko meri tarah maan mile, isalie main chaahata tha ki mera parivaar yah maan le ki main mar chuka hoon(I must make amends now that I'm alive. I never wanted Agnes to have a mother like me, so I wanted my family to believe I was dead.)" When Nandini took the stage to reveal the whole truth that had been kept hidden for far too long, the room shook with a new understanding. Agnes was caught in a contradiction of feelings as Nandini, the long-presumed dead, entered the forefront. The reality that had been concealed behind many layers of concealment was now revealing itself to her. Agnes's voice is trembling. "Mummy...tum jeevit ho?... (Mom, You're alive?)" With tears in her eyes, Nandini hurried up and gave Agnes a tight embrace, as though to reassure her that this was real. "My darling,mera makasad tumhe kabhi chot pahuchaana nahi tha. Mera maanana ​​tha ki yah aapako surakshit rakhane ka ekamaatr tareeka hai(I never meant to hurt you. I believed it to be the only way of keeping you safe.)" Agnes was unable to control her feelings as she struggled to reconcile the heartbreak of the lies that had molded her life with the immense delight of finding her mother alive. "Mummy, main aapake liye shok mana raha tha. Mujhe laga tum chale gae. Tumane mujhe bataaya kaise nahi(Mom, I was mourning for you. I thought you were gone. How come you didn't tell me?)" Nandini feels remorse. "Agnes,main tumhe dard se bachaana chaahata tha. Mainne tay kiya ki yah sunishchit karane ka sabase acha tareeka hai ki aap khush hain, bas chale jaana hoga(I wanted to save you from pain. I decided that the greatest way to make sure you were happy would be to just leave.)" Agnes struggled with mixed feelings during the wedding festivities. Once considered impossible, the reunion with her mother turned out to be a bittersweet reality. "Main vishvaas nahi kar sakata ki aap yahaan hain, lekin jo kuch bhi mainne socha tha ki main jaanata hoon... vah sab jhooth hai(I can't believe you're here, but everything I thought I knew... it's all a lie.)" Nandini holds Agnes's face. "Oh,mere priy, mujhe bahut khed hai. Mera iraada yah nahi tha ki aap is had tak aahat mahasoos karen. Main tumhaare liye keval sarvottam chaahata tha(my dear, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for you to feel such a degree of hurt. All I wanted for you was the best.)" The room no longer echoed with the exuberant sounds of celebration, but rather with the complex tones of a family working through the difficulties of redemption, forgiveness, and newly discovered realities. With his heart beating for the lady he loves, Sunny approached Agnes as he watched the emotional reunion. "Main samajhata hoon ki egnes ko bahut kuch nipataana hai. Haalaanki, aap akele nahin hain. Hum sab milakar is par kaam karenge(I understand that Agnes has a lot to deal with. You're not alone, though. Together, we will navigate this.)" Nestled in Sunny's reassuring embrace, Agnes nodded, realizing the intricate web of feelings that now constituted her world. The sorrow of the lies that had formed her past coexisted with the happiness of her mother's surprise return. Agnes clung to her mother's warmth as the wedding celebrations went on; she was a ray of love amid the darkness of deceit. Even while the road ahead would not be easy, it now held the potential for understanding, healing, and a family that would be redefined by acceptance and resiliency. Sunny made the decision to give Agnes a surprise date on the 3rd anniversary of their first meeting. In an effort to make the day truly memorable for her, he carefully planned every aspect, including the location and the events. Ammama and Manorama looked on with disdain, resenting how close they were becoming. Sunny brought Agnes to a little rooftop restaurant with a panoramic view of the city lights as the evening wore on. A romantic atmosphere was created by the flowers and candles on the table. Agnes was truly taken aback and thrilled by Sunny's endeavors. "Sunny,yah sundar hai! Kya avasar hai(this is beautiful! What's the occasion?)" Sunny smiles. "Kya ek pati ke liye apani patni ko kisi khaas date par sarapraij dena sambhav nahi hai? Theek hai, hamaari pahali mulaakaat ko teen saal ho gae hain(Is it not possible for a husband to surprise his wife with a special date? Alright, it has been three years since our first meeting.)" Savoring every bite of their delectable dinner, the couple reminisced about their journey together. Manorama and Ammama, who had somehow learned of the date, were glaring at each other. Manorama speaks silently to Ammama behind the walls. "Ye bekaaboo hota ja raha hai. Vah use bahut jyaada bigaad raha hai(This is becoming uncontrollable. He is spoiling her too much.)" Ammama gives her a nod of approval. "Isase pahale ki yah nazadiki aage badhe, hame ise khatm karana hoga(We need to put an end to this closeness before it goes any further.)" Sunny treated Agnes to a private dance floor beneath the stars after dinner. They got lost in each other's presence as they swayed together to the sound of soft music. Ammama and Manorama, tracking from a distance, looked at each other with irritation. Manorama mutters. "Main ise jaari rakhane ki anumati dene se inakaar karata hoon. Hame kaarravai karani chaahiye(I refuse to allow this to go on. We must take action.)" Oblivious to the growing criticism surrounding them, Sunny and Agnes continued to enjoy their date as the night went on. 

They had no idea that Ammama and Manorama were planning to step in and sabotage the growth of their relationship. Nevertheless, Sunny and Agnes never forgot the day, and their bond grew even stronger despite some family members' opposition. But not every story can be a fairytale. Maybe this would be their last joyful and loving day together. Disapproving Sunny and Agnes's increasing intimacy, Ammama and Manorama devise a scheme to divert Agnes's attention to someone else, specifically Sunny's cousin SJ. They figured they could take Agnes's attention away from Sunny by giving SJ and Agnes more chances to spend time together. In her peaceful room, Ammama murmurs to Manorama. "Hame Agnes aur Sunny ko alag rakhana chaahiye. Agar SJ usake jeevan mein pravesh karata hai to vah Sunny ke baare mein sochana band kar sakatee hai(We must keep Agnes and Sunny separate. She might stop thinking about Sunny if SJ enters her life.)" Manorama gives the scheme a nod. "Hamen ise chaturai se sambhaalane ki jaroorat hai. Unase pariyojanaon par sahayog karavaen, paarivaarik kaaryakramon mein bhaag len aur saath milakar kaam karen—unhe judane ke avasar dene ke liye kuch bhi karen(We need to handle it tactfully. Make them collaborate on projects, attend family events, and work together—do whatever to give them opportunities to connect.)" They started their plan with strategic placements. They made sure SJ and Agnes were partners in every family activity or work. They carefully arranged for SJ to spend more time with Agnes by setting up scenarios in which they might converse. Ammama speaks with SJ. "Jaisa ki aap jaanate honge, Agnes mein event managment ki kaadi pratibha hai.Aagale paarivaarik punarmilan mein bhaagidaari ke baare mein kya khyaal hai(As you may know, Agnes has a lot of talent for event management. How about partnering on the next family reunion?)" SJ wants to find out. "Yes, Ammama. Mujhe Agnes ke saath kaam karake khushi hogi(I would be delighted to work with Agnes.)" To make sure Sunny wouldn't get in any part of their plan, they tried to keep him busy with work, family responsibilities, or other diversions in the meantime. SJ and Agnes grew closer as they began working together more frequently at work. Agnes loved SJ's relaxed personality, while SJ valued Agnes's commitment and creativity. But neither Agnes nor SJ knew why these well-planned exchanges were taking place. They had no idea that Ammama and Manorama were plotting in the background to change the dynamics in the family. As SJ and Agnes continued to spend more time together, the outcome of their actions would become clear and their strategy would either succeed or fail. Agnes and SJ did in fact realize that they were spending more time together as Ammama and Manorama's plan came to fruition. 

As their conversations progressed beyond family responsibilities, a sincere relationship began to take root. "Agnes,aapaka sense of humor adbhut hai.Mmain hamaari baatacheet ka aanand leta hoon(your sense of humor is amazing. I enjoy the chats we have.)" Agnes smiles at him. "Thank you, SJ.Aap svayan bure nahi hain(you're not a bad yourself.)" During family get-togethers, they often found shared pastimes and interests while laughing and sharing stories. Agnes loved SJ's energy and natural appeal, and SJ, as a photographer, thought highly of Agnes. They got to know each other better and realized they both loved music while working together to plan a family celebration. Being a new guitarist, SJ offered to show Agnes some chords. SJ gives the guitar to her. "Aaie dekhen ki aap isase kaise nipatate hain(Let's see how you do with this.)" Agnes attempted to play, but it was terrible. "Yah usase kaheen adhik kathin lagata hai(This seems harder than it is!)" As SJ carefully led Agnes through the basics, their laughter reverberated throughout the space. The discussions strengthened their relationship and went beyond Ammama and Manorama's original goals. "Agnes,aap cheejen jaldi utha lete hain. Shaayad hame ek paarivaarik baind shuroo karane ki zaroorat hai(you pick things up quickly. Perhaps we need to start a family band!)" Agnes bursts into laughter. "Parivaar ke sadasyon se bana ek band? Vah kuch hoga, ab(A band made up of family members? That would be something, now!)" SJ and Agnes became close friends and confided in one another about many parts of their lives. Agnes valued SJ's warmth and friendliness, whereas SJ considered Agnes's humility and simplicity refreshing. But despite their growing closeness, the complexity of their individual relationships—especially with Sunny in the photo—added layers of conflict and unspoken feelings. Agnes was not aware of the underlying goals that had initiated this course of action, but she soon found herself enmeshed in a web of links as the family dynamics changed. Sunny could not help but observe the blossoming bond between Agnes and SJ as they continued to spend time together. His misunderstandings about Agnes and SJ's relationship began to drive his feelings of possessiveness and jealousy. One evening, Sunny walked into the living room where Agnes and SJ were having a lively debate about photography. A knot of discomfort knotted in his stomach and his forehead furrowed. "Unake itane kareeb aane ka kaaran kya hai? Unake beech kya ho raha hai(What is causing them to get so close? What is happening between them?)" Thoughts flew through his head, and he began to read small actions as deeper meanings. Sunny started to become jealous of everything, including their shared glances and laughs. Later that evening, he couldn't contain his growing anxiety while Agnes and Sunny sat on the the terrace. "Agnes,mainne dekha hai ki aap haal hi mein SJ ke saath kaafi samay bita rahe hain(I've noticed you've been spending a lot of time with SJ lately.)" Agnes casts a sideways gaze. "Yes,hum sirf photography aur any cheejon par charcha kar rahe the. Vah mujhe guitar bajaane ke baare mein bhi kuch sikha raha hai(we were just discussing photography and other things. He's also teaching me something bit about guitar playing.)" Sunny feels jealousy. "Guitar par paath? Yah aapake liye kyon mahatvapoorn hai(Lessons on the guitar? Why is that important to you?)" His outburst surprises Agnes. "Yah sirf manoranjan ke liye hai. SJ ek ache shikshak hain(It's just for fun. SJ is a good teacher.)" Sunny takes his work seriously. "Yah mujhe pareshaan karata hai ki tum usake itane kareeb hoti ja rahi ho, Agnes. Main nahi chaahata ki koi galatafahami ho kyonki hum shaadishuda hain(It bothers me that you're becoming so close to him, Agnes. I don't want there to be any misconceptions because we are married.)" Agnes is perplexed. "Aisa kuch nahi hai Sunny. SJ sirf ek dost hai(There's nothing like that, Sunny. SJ is just a friend.)" Sunny's resentment is evident. "Khair, sunishchit karen ki yah isi tarah bana rahe(Well, make sure it stays that way.)" As their tension increased, Sunny found it difficult to control his feelings. A brutal atmosphere resulted from his inability to communicate his genuine feelings and his fear of losing Agnes. Sunny had no idea that his misinterpretation of Agnes and SJ's bond would cause more strife in their relationship. Sunny confronted SJ about his apparent connection to Agnes because of his rising suspicions and jealousy. One evening, Sunny found himself unable to control his feelings in Shantivan's living room. Sunny responds with a harsh tone. "SJ,hame baat karane ki jaroorat hai(we need to talk.)" SJ is perplexed. "Kis baare mein, Sunny(About what, Sunny?)" Sunny feels enraged. "Aap Agnes ke saath kitana samay bitaate hain. Tum kya khel khel rahe ho(About how much time you spend with Agnes. What game are you playing?)" "Game? Hum sirf dost hain, Sunny. Jab hum photography ke baare mein baat kar rahe the to main use guitar bajaana sikha raha tha. Isake liye vahaan yahi sab hai(we're just friends, Sunny. I was teaching her how to play the guitar as we talked about photography. That is all there is to it.)" Sunny declines. "Mujhe yah maanana ​​mushkil lagata hai. Mainne notice kiya ki aap use kaise dekhate hain. Aap kya haasil karane ki ummeed kar rahe hai(I find it hard to believe. I notice how you gaze upon her. What are you hoping to achieve?)" SJ is defensive. "Sunny,aap poori tarah galat hain. Aapaka vivaah Agnes se hua hai. Main keval ek mitr ke roop mein madadagaar banane ka prayaas kar raha hoon(you're entirely mistaken. You are married to Agnes. I'm only trying to be helpful as a buddy.)" As their exchange got more intense, Sunny's envy gave way to rage. Even if it was only friendship, the idea of someone else having a bond with Agnes was too much for him to bear. As the tension in the room increased, other family members quickly noticed their heated dispute. Agnes intervenes. "Yahaan kya chal raha hai(What's going on here?)" Sunny feels irritated. "Yahaan apane dost se poochhen ki usake iraade kya hain(Ask your friend here what his intentions are.)" Agnes is puzzled. "SJ,kya ho raha hai(what's happening?)" SJ feels enraged. " Sunny ka maanana ​​hai ki aapake aur mere beech kuch to hai. Kya aap spasht karenge ki hum sirph dost hain(Sunny believes that you and I have something between us. Would you please clarify that we are just friends?)" Agnes glances at Sunny. "Sunny,SJ   keval ek dost hai. Tum meri prati mere sneh se parichit ho(SJ is only a pal. You're aware of my affection for yo)u." Agnes tried to calm things down, but there was a lot of tension in the air. Sunny's jealousy has damaged his friendship with SJ as well as his relationship with Agnes. The dynamics of the household would be permanently impacted by the misunderstanding. Sunny's long-simmering mistrust and jealousy finally boiled over, setting up a terrible encounter. Frustration turned to physical violence one day in Shantivan's courtyard. Sunny is furious. "Agnes ke saath aapaki tathaakathit mitrata bahut ho gai hai(I've had enough of your so-called friendship with Agnes!)" Sunny suddenly lunged at SJ, taking him by surprise. The two got into a furious physical fight, trading blows and struggling frantically. The whole household turned to see the uproar. Agnes yells at them. "Stop it! Aap kya kar rahe hai(What are you doing?)" Lynette comes storming in. "Sunny, stop!" Agnes is sobbing. "Yah paagal hai! Sunny, tumhe kya ho gaya ha(This is insane! Sunny, what's wrong with you?)" Sunny is having trouble breathing. "He needs to stay away from you." SJ is defensive. "Agnes,mera iraada kabhi kisi nukasaan ka nahi tha. Agar Sunny chaahata hai ki main chala jaoon to aisa hi hoga.I'(e never meant any damage. If Sunny wants me to leave, then so be it.)" Damage was done even though SJ tried to defuse the situation. In spite of straining his bond with Agnes, Sunny's envy had now poisoned his relationship with SJ. The incident left the family in turmoil and left a sour taste in Thakadiel's memory. 

Sunny experienced a tidal wave of awakening. After the tense exchange, with the family's worries still echoing in Thakadiel, he found himself thinking back on the dynamics of his relationship with Agnes. "Shaayad... shaayad main use rok raha hoon(Maybe... maybe I'm holding her back.)" He started to notice the sharp difference between what he did and SJ's constant care for Agnes and their daughter, Anna. Sunny began to wonder if he was really the rock Agnes needed in her life. Doubt began to creep in. It weighed deeply on him that he might be getting in the way of her happiness rather than adding to it. "SJ...vah usaka mujhase behatar dost raha hai(he's been a better friend to her than I have.)" Sunny struggled with a deep sense of self-doubt, haunted by the ghost of his own shortcomings and the fear of being a barrier to Agnes's happiness. He had no idea that this period of reflection would pave the way for a major change in his relationship with Agnes. As Sunny tried to make sense of his alleged flaws and his desire to be Agnes' perfect life partner, his inner conflict finally broke. Overwhelmed by his own fears, he made the decision to share his turbulent thoughts with Agnes. "Agnes,hamen baat karane ki jaroorat hai(we need to talk!)" Surprised by Sunny's intensity, Agnes listened as he blasted out a torrent of negative emotions about their relationship and self-hatred. "Aap mujhase behatar kisi vyakti ke paatr hain. SJ vah sab kuch hai jo main nahi hoon. Handsome, smart, sampoorn package! Aapako neeche kheenchane ke liye meri ya kisi any sust, ubaoo aadami ki aavashyakata nahi hai(You deserve someone better than me. SJ is everything that I am not. Handsome, intelligent, the whole package! You don't need me or another dull, boring guy to pull you down.)" Startled by Sunny's abrupt outburst, Agnes attempted to process the significance of what he had said. "Sunny,aap kya kah rahe hain(what are you saying?)" Sunny feels simultaneously devastated and furious. "Main yah kah raha hoon ki shaayad main aapake liye sahi aadami nahi hoon. sSaayad yah main hi hoon jo tumhe rok raha hai. Main SJ se behatar pati aur Papa kabhi nahi ban sakata(I'm saying that maybe I'm not the right man for you. Perhaps it's me that's keeping you back. I could never be a better husband and father than SJ.)" Agnes was rendered speechless by the intense emotional storm that erupted from his evident irritation and wrath. In a misguided attempt to save Agnes from what he thought were his own failings, Sunny accidentally pushed her away. Their relationship would suffer as a result of this discovery, and they would both have to deal with the consequences from Sunny's explosive confession. The painful climax of Sunny's confession of his perceived failings came when he disclosed to Agnes his bombshell request for a divorce. Sunny's heart is burdened. "Agnes,main is par kuch vichaar kar raha hoon. Shaayad ab sachai sveekaar karane ka samay aa gaya hai(I have been giving it some thought. Maybe it's time to accept the truth.)" Agnes doesn't know anything about this. "What truth, Sunny?" Sunny is grimacing. "Shaayad hum ek saath rahane ke liye nan bane hain. Main tumhe tumhaare lakshy haasil karane se nahi rok sakata, khaasakar phaishan dijainar banane ki tumhaari icha ko. Hamaari shaadi ka matalab keval ek alpakaalik vyavastha thi - Juanita ki shaadi hone tak sirph chah maheene ka anubandh. Halaanki, raaste mein kaheen na kaheen mujhe tumase pyaar hone laga. Aur peechhe mudakar dekhane par mujhe pata chalata hai ki vah sabase bura kaam tha jo main kar sakata tha(That perhaps we're not meant to be together. I wasn't going to stop you from pursuing your goals, particularly your desire to become a fashion designer. Our marriage was only meant to be a short-term arrangement—just a six-month contract until Juanita got married. However, I began to fall in love with you somewhere along the way. And looking back, I see that was the worst thing I could have done.)" Stunned and frustrated by Sunny's sudden admission, Agnes found it difficult to speak. Agnes is inconsolable. With rage, she slaps his face."Sunny,aap aisa kyon kah rahe ho(why are you saying this?)" 

Sunny has a depressing attitude. "Kyonki aap is laayak hain ki koi aapako vah jeevan de jo aap hamesha se chaahati theen, Agnes. Aisa koi vyakti nahi jisake man mein mere jitane sandeh aur bhay hon(Because you deserve to have someone give you the life you've always desired, Agnes. Not someone with as many doubts and fears as I do.)" Agnes struggled to process the startling realization that the man she had come to love was considering ending their marriage as the weight of Sunny's remarks descended upon them and the future of their relationship hung in the balance. Sunny has a cold heart. "Agnes,mainne is par bahut vichaar kiya hai. Hum is tarah se aage nahi badh sakate. Mera sujhaav hai ki hum talaak le len. Talaak ke baad hum ek shareer, dil, dimaag aur aatma nahi rahenge(I've given this a lot of thought. We can't carry on in this way. I recommend that we divorce. We will no longer be one body, heart, mind, and soul after the divorce.)" When Agnes learns the true plot, she feels heartbroken and shocked. "Alagaav?Nahi(A separation? No, Sunny!)" 

Sunny seems unfazed by it. "Agnes,yah sabase acha tareeka hai. Hum dono ko ek nai shuruaat ki jaroorat hai. Anna ko aapake saath rahana chaahiye. Use apane saath le jao(it's best that way. We both need a new beginning. Anna should be with you. Take her with you.)" Agnes is begging right now. "Please, Sunny,is par charcha karen. Hum koi imaadhaan nikaal sakate hain. Main talaak nahi chaahata(It's discuss this. We can figure out a solution. I don't want a divorce.)" Sunny is adamant about his decision. "Agnes,mainne is par phaisala kar liya hai. Tum kal raat 6:00 baje ke baad kisi bhi samay ja sakate ho, tumhe koi nahi rokega(I've settled on this. You can go at any moment after tomorrow night at 6:00, and nobody will stop you.)" Devastated by the abrupt change in situations, Agnes felt her entire world collapsing. She never thought the man she had come to love would be the one to recommend taking such a severe action. Agnes had to face the painful reality that their journey together was taking an unplanned and heartbreaking bend as they prepared to part ways. Agnes starts to break down and get agitated. "Sunny,main vishvaas nahi kar sakata ki aap ise chhd rahe hain. Itana sab kuch hone ke baad bhi hum jee chuke hain(I can't believe that you're giving up on this. After all that we've lived!)" Sunny takes a defensive stance. "Agnes,main bas yah maanata hoon ki yah sabase acha hai. Hame moorkhon ki tarah vyavahaar karana band karana chaahiye(I simply believe that's best. We must stop acting like fools.)" Agnes is horrified. "Sunny,kisake liye sarvottam? Beshak, Anna ke liye nahi! Kya aap usake baare mein soch rahe hain(best for whom? Not for Anna, of course! Are you thinking about her?)" Sunny is in disbelief. "Nihsandeh main chintit hoon. Isaliye mainne tumhe use saath laane ki anumati de di(Of course I'm concerned. That's the reason I allowed you to bring her along.)" Agnes starts to sound sarcastic. "Aap kitane udaar hain! Aap apane parivaar ko tod rahe hain(How generous of you! You are shattering our family.)" The head of their family interrupts them both. Agnes feels helpless and Sunny is frightened. "Sunny Kuruvilla,aap kaise kar sakate hain? Mainne kabhi nahi socha tha ki mera apana pota itana patthar dil hoga(how could you? I never imagined my own grandson to have such a stone heart.)" But Sunny never wavers. "Ammachi,mainne faisala kar liya hai(I've made up my mind.)" This time, Ammachi slaps Sunny. "Yah pota vah pota nahi hai jise mainne paala hai. Mujhe aap par sharm aati hai(This grandson is not the grandson I raised. I feel ashamed of you.)" Lynette follows her in. "Sunny,aapane na keval apani patni ko khoya hai balki apani didi ko bhi khoya hai(you've lost not just your wife but your sister too.)" Matthew feels let down. "Mainne hamesha tumhe ek bhai ke roop mein socha hai, Sunny. Lekin Agnes ka dil is tarah tootana manjoor nahi hai(I've always thought of you as a brother, Sunny. But it is not acceptable to break Agnes's heart in this way.)" Juanita starts to weep. "Mera maanana ​​tha ki hamaara parivaar avinaashi hai. Aap hamaara sab kuch kaise barbaad kar denge(I believed that our family was indestructible. How are you going to ruin everything we had?)" The way things have turned out shocks SJ. "Yahaan kya ho raha hai? Yah Sunny vah nahi hai jise main jaanata tha(What is going on here? This Sunny is not who I knew.)" Rony's grinning under his mask. "All right, all right. Aisa prateet hota hai ki shaktishaali Sunny Kuruvilla antatah apana asali rang prakat kar raha hai(It appears that the mighty Sunny Kuruvilla is at last revealing his true colors.)" Ammama is pleased. "Main hamesha se jaanata tha ki yah madhyavargeey ladaki hamaare jeevan mein araajakata laegi(I always knew this middle-class girl would bring chaos to our lives.)"Manorama makes fun of them. "Dekhie, mainne aapase kaha tha ki vah hamaare parivaar ke liye upayukt nahi thi(See, I told you she was not fit for our family.)" While the family members show their dismay and astonishment, Rony, Ammama, and Manorama take pleasure in the chaos and take great delight in the Kuruvilla family's collapse. Sunny, who was formerly the head of a united family, is now alone and dealing with the fallout from his decisions. "Get out!Abhi mere ghar se nikal jao! Mujhe aapamen se kisi ie jaroorat nahi hai(Just get out of my home now! I don't need any of you.)" Sunny snaps at his family members because he is so full of guilt, rage, and frustration. The once-close-knit Kuruvilla family is falling apart as a result of his decisions and their pain. The house reverberates with betrayal and bitterness, where there used to be love and laughter. Anna bursts into tears. She gets carried out of the crib by Sunny, who rushes to her. Then he holds her close. However, Agnes pulls her out of Sunny's embrace. "Vah ab tumhaari nahi hai(She's not yours anymore!)" Devastated by Sunny's choice and deeds, Agnes clings desperately to her daughter. The formerly joyful family scene has become a warzone of emotions, with wounds that might never fully heal. Tension, grief, and the cries of a bewildered and helpless child enmeshed in her parents' turmoil fill the room. Sunny took the pen and signed the divorce papers with a purposeful stroke, his hands shaking with grief and a heavy heart. A tragic love story that had come to an end was sealed in the ink lines on the parchment, seemingly reflecting the irreparable nature of their breakup. He hands over the divorce document, signed by him. He tears up their marriage certificate and tosses it onto the fire he lit in his chamber. Sunny was together Agnes with in his room, facing the painful chore of cutting the last pieces of a love that had broken under tragedy and betrayal. The divorce act, a physical representation of shattered desires, was in front of him, awaiting the penmanship that would seal the end of an otherwise unbreakable relationship. With the flames creating twirling shadows on the walls, Sunny and Agnes felt a flash of determination flare within them. He collected the material memories of their past together in a ritualistic gesture of closure: happily-ever-after pictures, gifts given during passionate moments, and the marriage certificate that had formerly stood for their promises. Sunny and Anna sat in dark silence as the fire blazed to life, devouring the carefully selected memories. The pictures that used to symbolize bliss were consumed by the roaring flames, and the sounds of laughing and hopes shared were reduced to ashes. The room reflected the ruins of their love, basking in the warm glow of devastation. Sunny threw the signed marriage certificate into the heart of the fire with a bitter heart. The words that had bonded them together were consumed by the flames as they clawed at the parchment's edges. Even if the act was symbolic, it felt like a torturous clearing out of the past, a last-ditch effort to drive out the ghosts of a failed love. Sunny watched the flames devour the remains of a life he had once held dear, and tears welled up in his eyes. The chamber, now filled with the aroma of burning memories, transformed into a catharsis furnace where the ashes of love were burned in a mournful pyre. The weight of inevitable events descended on the next day. With a distraught heart, Agnes got ready to leave as the agreed-upon hour of 6:00 rang out. As she walked away from a life that now only existed in pieces, she carried the weight of her own suffering and the echo of broken vows in every stride. Sunny broke down in the hollow emptiness of their shared space, left all alone. 

The walls that had once held in his sorrow now witnessed the disintegration of a man who had bravely resisted the overwhelming tides of melancholy. He fell to his knees in the wreckage of the love that had once defined his life as the fact of her leaving sunk in. An overwhelming wave of grief engulfed Sunny. His body ached from crying so much because of how much he had sacrificed. The room shook with the agonizing sounds of someone's heartbreaking, but without the warmth of their past moments together. Agnes wandered the lonely streets with Anna clinging to her chest, her heart heavy with loss. A tangible reminder of the love that had been lost to the horrors of tragedy and treachery, the weight of their broken family hung in the air. The landscape appeared to blend into a cloud of hopelessness as they walked across the bridge. Agnes was unaware of anything outside of her own terrible silence of mourning. The city's once-familiar sights and noises were reduced to echo, overpowered by the constant pain in her heart. The deafening silence was broken abruptly by the screeching of tires and the frightening roar of a truck. Lost in thought, Agnes turned to face the source of the commotion in time to see the approaching danger. She had little time to flee as the vehicle sped at them before panic took hold of her. Agnes instinctively rushed to the edge of the bridge, her pulse pounding with concern for Anna's health. Agnes felt a rush of adrenaline as the truck veered dangerously close, her mother's instincts taking over with a desperate need to shield her beloved daughter. Agnes grabbed for an adjacent limb, her fingers clenching onto the cold metal with a power that came from sheer determination, desperate to keep Anna safe from the imminent danger. The truck struck the bridge with such force that it shook and threatened to topple them both. Agnes struggled against the strong flow of events while holding Anna close in her arms. She was on the edge of something, and everything seemed to slow down as her body strained to resist the forces trying to pull her away.Agnes made an extraordinarily challenging sacrifice in the heat of the moment. As the branch started to break under the pressure, she glanced at Anna, the representation of a love that was stronger than the hurt of their broken family, realizing what was going to happen. Agnes pays the ultimate price with an act of unparalleled love. She pushed Anna over the surface of the sea, bracing herself for the fall. Agnes made sure that her child was safely cradled as they descended into the icy embrace of the sea below. Agnes made an incredibly difficult sacrifice in the heat of the moment. As the branch started to break under the pressure, she looked at Anna, the personification of a love that was stronger than the hurt of their broken family, realizing what was going to happen. Agnes paid the ultimate price with an act of unmatched love. She swung Anna over the edge, bracing herself for the fall. Agnes made sure her kid was safely cradled as they fell into the icy embrace of the lake below. Now submerged, Agnes acts selflessly out of powerful maternal instinct. Even after her own breath escapes, she ensures Anna's safety by lifting her above the water. The crash into the ocean rippled throughout the bleak surroundings, the waves signifying the aftermath of a disaster that happened in the space of a single eyeblink. Lost in the dark depths, Agnes's thoughts are racing with the vivid memories of her life, including the bright times, the times of difficulty, and the love she shared with Sunny. A smile that is both bittersweet and fleeting appears on her face as she looks at Anna, her treasured creation and the personification of their love. Agnes's voice has become quiet bubbles as she speaks consoling words to Anna in the muted underwater world. "You are my greatest gift, my love." She declares "Majaboot bano, meri Anna(Be strong, my Anna)," with an expression that says it all. Beneath the surface, Agnes held Anna aloft with a power that came from the deepest wells of a mother's love. The sea, which had once been a calm body of water, saw the tragedy play out. She whispered her final words before she died. "Sunny,main us sabase khoobasoorat astitv ke liye aabhaari hoon jisaka mainne kabhi sapana dekha tha. Main jaanata hoon ki tum mujhe nahi samajhate, lekin main hamesha tumase pyaar karoonga. Meri sabase bada pyaar aur khushi aap hain. Mujhe tumase pyaar hai....(I am grateful for the most beautiful existence I could have ever dreamt. I know you don't understand me, but I will always love you. My greatest love and joy is you. I love you....)" Agnes was swallowed up by the closing waters, her figure disappearing into the abyss, her sacrifice forever engraved in the currents that now had her. The bridge stood silent witness to a mother's tremendous act of ensuring her child's safety with her last breath at that heartbreaking time. The Kuruvilla family is plagued with anguish as word of Agnes and Anna's disappearance reverberates through Thakadiel's hallways. Without knowing the outcome of what happened at sea, every member struggles with their feelings and feels a heavy heart. The families of Jacob and Kuruvilla are being addressed by the police officer. "Mujhe aapako yah bataate hue dukh ho raha hai ki hamaare sarvottam prayaason ke baavajood, hum kisi bhi jeevit bache vyakti ko dhoondhane mein asamarth rahe. Khataranaak jaladhaaraon ke kaaran bachane ki koi sambhaavana nahi hai. Hamaara maanana ​​hai ki ve aisa karane mein saksham nahi the(I am sorry to inform you that, despite our best efforts, we were unable to find any survivors. There is no chance of surviving due to the dangerous water currents. We believe they were not able to make it.)" With a gasp, Nandini holds her chest. "He bhagavaan,please mat karo! Agnes aur Anna...(Oh my God, please don't! Agnes and Anna..)." The events that befell Thomas' adopted daughter are unbelievable. "Aisa nahi ho sakata. Galti to hogi hi. Ve ja nahi sakate(This is not possible. There has to be a mistake. They can't be gone)." SJ gives a dejected shake of his head. "It's unbelievable.Agnes bahut majaboot thi aur vah Anna ko kuch bhi nahi hone deti theei(Agnes was very strong and would not allow anything to happen to Anna.)" Tearful, Lynette whispers. Lynette is caught between feeling sorry for Agnes and her own suffering. "Meri Choti usaki hakadaar nahi thi. Yah kisi ke liye bie uchit nahi hai. Aur Anna to abhi bachi hai, to Sunny ko is baare mein kaise pata chalega? Mere jeevan mein har cheez itani dardanaak kyon hai(This wasn't what my Choti deserved. This is not fair to anyone. And Anna is just a baby, so how on earth is Sunny going to find out about this? Why is everything in my life so painful?)" Upon learning of the information, Ammama clenches her chest, a twinge of shame searing through her. "What have I done?" she asks, suddenly realizing that her actions could have contributed to this disaster. Sunny is lost in his own world, alone in his room, not even aware of the disaster that is happening. His laughing with Agnes and Anna echoes, unseen by the approaching storm. Manorama murmurs, "Yah sab bahut naatakeey hai(This is all so dramatic)," torn between her hate for Agnes and the eerie atmosphere. "Naukaraani kyon maayane rakhati hai?(Why does a servant girl matter?" Joseph grimacing. "Sunny ko jaroor bataana. Vah philahaal apane kamare mein hain(I must inform Sunny. He is currently in his room.)" Family members go to Sunny to tell him the devastating news. SJ greets Sunny at the door. "Sunny, we need to talk." The door is opened by Sunny. "Kya ho raha hai? Har koi itana vyaakul kyon hai(What's happening? Why is everyone so distraught?)" Lynette suppresses a sob. "It's Agnes and Anna, Sunny.Police unhe dhoondh nahi pai. Ve ja chuke hain(The police couldn't find them. They're gone.)" Sunny is perplexed. "Unaka kya matalab hai ki ve chale gaye(What do you mean by they're gone!)" Ammachi gently exposes the reality. "Sunny,vo mar gai. Isake liye hum sabhi doshi hain(she's dead. We are all to blame for it.)" Sunny staggers back, horrified. "No... no, that isn't possible. Agnes and Anna..." Juanita is running like crazy. "Kya ho raha hai? Agnes, tum kahaan ho? Meri bhatiji kahaan hai(What is going on? Agnes, where are you? Where is my niece?)" Matthew notices the distress with worry. "Kya chal raha hai(What's going on?)" SJ responds with sorrow in her heart. "Takkar ke baad, Agnes aur Anna ko police ne kho diya. Unaka daava hai ki unhonne ise nahi banaaya hoga(After the collision, Agnes and Anna were lost to the police. They claim that they might not have made it.)" Juanita has her hands on her chest. "No, no!Aisa nahi ho sakata. eAnes, please na kahen.(This cannot be taking place. Agnes, please say no.)" Matthew is holding Juanita, who is ready to faint. "Hamen ek-doosare ke saath khade rahana chaahiye.Aaasha karate hai ki sab badhiya ho(We must continue to stand beside each other. Let's hope for the best.)" In the silence that followed, the two families—now joined in their sorrow—had to face the heartbreaking possibility that Agnes and Anna could never come back.

 The formerly bustling houses were shrouded in a pall of grief, which hung thick in the air. There was a quiet calm at the huge mansion now that the reports had faded. In the calm isolation, Sunny turned to his home's dark corners for comfort as he struggled with feelings and revelations. A lone figure sat slumped in a dark room, holding a half-empty bottle of alcohol. The room is vibrating with the gloomy notes of a troubled heart, instead of the echoes of joy that previously filled it. "Hamane kya jaari kiya hai? Rahasyon aur duhkh se dooshit prem mein ateet ke bhoot sataate hain(What have we released? Ghosts of the past haunting a love tainted by secrets and grief.)" The amber liquid in the glass reflected Sunny's inner turmoil as it danced like liquid fire. He took another drink, the alcohol burn providing a momentary diversion from the aching beneath the surface. With the events of the day weighing heavily on Sunny's thoughts, an image of a ghostly apparition that hovered about the outskirts of his consciousness materialized as the room became hazy with drunken confusion. "Agnes...kya aap yahaan mere saath hain, ya yah sirph whiskey baare mein mere dimaag mein chal rahi chaalen hain(Are you here with me, or is this just the whiskey playing tricks on my mind?)" Agnes's form appeared in the intoxicated fantasy, a ghost of his regret and love. The combination of her imagined and real presence hauntingly reminded them of the intricacy that now shaped their lives. "Agnes,main tumhe lagabhag mahasoos kar sakata hoon. Kya pyaar ki keemat yahi hoti hai? Un rahasyon ko samajhana jinake baare mein hum maanate the ki ve gahare chipe hue hain?( I can almost feel you. Is this what love costs? Understanding the secrets we believed to be hidden deep?)" Agnes swayed to the beat of the room, like a mirage in the shadows cast by the moon. Her gaze held Sunny hostage, reflecting the sorrow they both endured. "Mainne socha tha ki tumase shaadi karane se khushi milegi, lekin ab main savaal karata hoon ki kya hamane keval ghaav khole hain jinhen samay theek nahi kar sakata(I thought marrying you would bring happiness, but now I question if we've only opened wounds that time can't heal.)" The imaginary Agnes moved toward him while Sunny's words lingered, her touch at once comforting and a sharp reminder of the intricacies involved in their path together. Agnes murmurs softly to the wind. "Sunny,hamaara itihaas yah paribhaashit nahi karata ki hum kaun hain. Hum apana bhaagy svayan banaate hain, bhale hi isake liye hame apane raakshason ka saamana karana pade(our history does not define who we are. We create our own destiny, even if it requires facing our own demons.)" Agnes's ethereal presence brought Sunny some measure of solace in the solitude of his inebriated daze. The room, shrouded in darkness, turned into a stage for the dance of souls, one of them searching for atonement and the other struggling with a love that went beyond the material world. As the night drew in, Sunny, still by himself in the comfort of solitude, kept navigating the maze of his feelings, troubled by the memory of a day that had permanently changed his life's path. As the night drew in, Sunny, still by himself in the comfort of solitude, kept navigating the maze of his feelings, troubled by the memory of a day that had permanently changed his life's path. "Kya tumhe vah din yaad hai, Agnes? Jab hamane puraane oak ke ped ke neeche ek saath icr-cream khai(Do you remember that day, Agnes? When we ate ice cream together under the old oak tree?)" The room flickered with the vivid vision of a sunny afternoon as he conversed. The memories played out like a treasured movie, each frame imprinted with the innocence of the time before the now-publicly known facts tarnished their love. Sunny and Agnes were standing beneath the oak tree's expansive branches in the mental montage, its leaves fluttering in the light wind. The tune of an ice cream vendor resounded in the distance, the pure happiness of the occasion imprinted on the picture of their common past. Agnes is giggling. "Yah aashcharyajanak hai ki aapane mujhe us anokhe svaad ka namoona lene ke liye kaise mana liya. Kya yah aam-mirch nahi tha(It's amazing how you convinced me to sample that quirky flavor. Wasn't it a mango-chili?)" Sunny smiles as he recalls her reaction. "Yes,aur aapane mujhe vah roop diya jisase pata chala ki main paagal hoon. Haalaanki, aapane mujhe khush karane ke liye ise ek mauka diya(and you gave me the look that suggested I was insane. However, you gave it a shot just to please me.)" As Sunny relived the memory, the room appeared to hold its breath. The delicacy of sharing ice cream, the laughter, and the sneaky looks they exchanged were all signs of a love that was once free from the shadows that now loomed over them. "Aisa lagata hai ki us samay ice-cream ka svaad chunana sabase badi chunauti thi. Kash hum us laaparavaah samay mein laut paat(.It seems like choosing ice cream flavors was the greatest challenge back then. If only we could return to those carefree times.)" Sunny's eyes glistened with a mixture of sadness and nostalgia as the recollection flickered like an old film reel coming to an end. The drunkenness that had obscured his senses parted, revealing the raw feelings. "Agnes,mujhe is saari uthal-puthal ke beech hamaare saral prem ki yaad aati hai. Main us samay ki kaamana karata hoon jab hamaare saajha ice-cream svaad hamaari gopaniata ka ekamaatr srot the(I miss our simple love in the middle of all this chaos. I long for the times when our shared ice cream tastes were our only source of secrecy.)" The image with the ice cream lingered in the quiet calm of the room, an image that spoke of a time when their love was a song untouched by the discord of unspoken truths. Sunny was startled out of her reverie by the unexpected sound of glass breaking. The glass fragments that fell to the ground as he reflexively grasped his hand served as a sharp reminder of the agony that followed the discovery of new facts. "Damn it!" The bright red scar on his hand now served as a canvas for the symbolic wounds that the day's disclosures had reopened. Sunny experienced a sharp sensation of loss in the quiet room where Agnes's absence loomed like a ghost. "Agnes,jab mujhe tumhaari sabase zyaada zaroorat hai to tum kahaan ho(where are you when I need you the most?)" Amid shards of broken glass, a faint presence appeared in the brittle silence that ensued. A momentary glimpse of a recognizable, translucent, ethereal figure lingered close to Sunny. "Agnes?" The spectral figure in front of him resembled the silhouette of the woman he loved. Her warm, mysterious eyes testified to the pain that was carved into Sunny's features. "Sunny,main yahaan hoon. Main hamesha tumhaare saath hoon(I'm here. I'm always here for you.)" With his heart racing, Sunny gazed at Agnes' ghostly figure. The room seemed to hold its breath, the distinction between the living and the dead became blurred. The place was suddenly infused with an uncomfortable energy. "Agnes, I miss you. Mujhe aapaka sparsh, aapaki hansi aur jis tarah se aapane mere ghaavon ko theek kiya, usaki yaad aati(I miss your touch, your laughter, and the way you healed my wounds.)" Agnes is gentle. "Mr. Grumpy, mainne vaastav mein aapako kabhi nahi choda. Jeevan aur maut hamaare pyaar ki seema nahi hain(I never really left you. Life and death are not the boundaries of our love.)" The ghostly Agnes extended her hand, seemingly led by an unknown power, and moved through the atmosphere. Sunny's wounded hand felt a faint warmth and a calming sensation that reminded him of the healing touch he had experienced so many times. "Agnes,aap mujhe theek kar rahe hain(you're healing me?)" Agnes grinned. "Sunny,hamaara pyaar kaayam hai. Main yahaan un ghaavon ko bharane ke liye aaya hoon jo jeevan deta hai, yahaan tak ​​ki maut mein bhi(our love endures. I'm here to heal the wounds that life inflicts, even in death.)" Sunny's hand, which had been bloodstained, had healed spectrally and was now free of any scars. The space had an ethereal atmosphere, resonating with the memories of a love that transcended death. "I'm grateful, Agnes. Tumhaare bina, mujhe nahi pata ki ise kaise sambhaalana hai(Without you, I don't know how to handle this.)" Agnes has a gentle voice. "Ek saath, yahaan tak ​​ki vibhinn kshetron mein bhi, hum ise navigate karate hain. Hamaara prem maut aur jeevan par pul ka kaam karata hai(Together, even across realms, we navigate it. Our love serves as a bridge over death and life.)" Sunny found himself standing by himself with his hand bleeding from shattered glass as the room's shadows began to dance with the flickering candlelight. Amidst his drunken seclusion, Agnes' ghostly presence hovered, a shadowy solace. "Main tumhaare saath rahoonga, Sunny, lekin yahaan mera samay seemit hai. Jald milenge(I'll be with you, Sunny, but my time here is limited. I'll see you soon.)" Agnes's ghost whispered those eerie words before fading away and disappearing, leaving a trail of warmth that seemed to hold Sunny's crushed spirit. The strange atmosphere that had enveloped the room suddenly subsided to a frightening silence. Sunny, alone himself now, the bandaged hand that had been bleeding minutes before, stared about, bewildered. The knowledge that Agnes was about to leave enveloped him like a dense mist. "No, Agnes, please mere saath raho. Tum mere ho(stay with me. You belong to me.)" Sunny found himself in a room resonant with the echoes of a love that existed beyond the realms of life and death as the ghostly apparition vanished entirely. The bandages that covered his hand served as a physical memory of the illusory healing and served as evidence of the unexplained occurrences that had transpired. Sunny slowly started to realize that he was not alone as his surroundings came into focus. His older sister Lynette stood in front of him, her expression filled with anxiety. She actually was the one who applied the bandages. "Mainne tumhe kisi baat karate hue suna, Sunny. Kya aap theek ho(I overheard you talking with someone, Sunny. Are you alright?)" With tears running down his cheeks, Sunny could only give a shattered nod. Lynette gave him a consoling hug, seeing the depth of his suffering. "Sunny,main jaanata hoon ki Agnes tumhaara dil thi. Udaas hona theek ha(I know Agnes was your heart. It's okay to be depressed.)" With his barriers collapsing, Sunny let out a deep, throaty cry as the realization of his loss overwhelmed him. Lynette embraced him tightly, taking in her younger brother's radiating waves of grief. "Sunny,hum milakar is par kaaboo pa lenge. Aap akele nahi hain(we'll overcome this together. You're not by yourself.)" Lynette became the anchor that held Sunny to the world beyond the phantasmal world of sadness and ghosts in that peaceful moment while the rain drummed against the windowpane. Once a venue for the supernatural, the room now held the exposed vulnerability of a brother looking for comfort in his family's arms. And while the siblings survived the emotional storm together, their sibling bond grew stronger as they faced an unpredictable and turbulent path. The following week, as friends and relatives gathered to bid their final goodbyes to Agnes and Anna, a palpable sense of loss filled the church. Everyone was struggling with the weight of loss that hung in the air like a heavy shroud, the pews were full of mournful faces. Ammama stood quietly in front of the cathedral, her eyes filled with tears, her anguish visible in every wrinkle on her face. With their floral decorations, the coffins stood as a quiet witness to the sorrow that had befallen the Kuruvilla family. Ammachi could not get over the loss of her granddaughter. With a sorrowful heart, the priest, dressed in somber robes, started the ceremony. "Valare vegam namme vittupirinja Agnasinum Annaykkum aadaranjalikal arppikkan innu njangal othucherunnu. Ee duranthasamayathu avarekkurichulla ormmakalil njangal aaswasam kandethunnu(Today, we come together to pay honor to Agnes and Anna, two people who departed from us far too soon. We find comfort in our memories of them during this catastrophe.)" With a red rim on his eyes, Sunny stood next to the coffins, clearly grieving. He was overcome with the weight of the truth and the intricacies of love and grief, finding it difficult to express his gratitude for the woman and child he had loved with all his heart. Sunny feels very emotional. "Hum Agnes aur Anna ki anupasthiti ke saaye mein ji rahe hain, jinhonne hamaare jeevan mein chamak la di. Agnes mera pyaar, meree vishvaasapaatr thee, aur Anna hamaari choti si khushi ka bhandaar thi. Unake na rahane se jo khaalipan aaya hai, use shabdon mein bayaan nahi kiya ja sakata(We are living in the shadow of Agnes and Anna's absence, who brought brightness into our lives. Agnes was my love, my confidante, and Anna was our little bundle of joy. Words cannot express the emptiness left by their absence.)" With a troubled expression on her face, Lynette remained beside Sunny, providing a comforting presence as they both had to face the awful reality. Lynette's voice is cracking. "Agnes meri bhabhi se kaheen badhakar thi; vah meri vishvaasapaatr aur bahan bhi thi. Aur Anna, hamaari nanhi divy bachci isane hum sabie ko hansaaya. Ve apane peechhe jo shoony chod gae hain vah bahut bada hai aur unaki bahut yaad aagi(Agnes was more than just my sister-in-law; she was also my confidante and sister. And Anna, our tiny angelic child who made us all laugh. The void they leave behind is immense, and they will be dearly missed.)" The memories of Agnes and Anna ran in the mourners' minds like a melancholy montage as they listened to the passionate words. The united pain of the mourning people in the room brought the many strands of friends and extended family together. Even though she had not approved of it before, Ammama stood up to speak, her voice steady but packed with regret. "Main apane parivaar ko surakshit rakhane par itana adhik kendrit tha ki mainne Agnes ke gahan prem aur nisvaarthata ko najarandaaj kar diya. Jab hum ek-doosare ko aakhiri baar vidai de rahe hain, to mujhe apane nirnayon ke parinaamon par vichaar karana baaki hai. Mujhe aasha hai ki Agnes aur Anna ko muat ke baad shaanti milegi(was too focused on keeping my family protected that I ignored Agnes's profound love and selflessness. As we bid each other farewell for the last time, I am left to consider the consequences of my decisions. I hope Agnes and Anna find peace after death.)" The coffins were gradually taken out of the church as the service carried on, with the mourners trailing behind in a sorrowful procession. Rain started to pour, blending in with the tears that stained the faces of those saying goodbye, as though it was a reflection of the collective grief. The mother and child were embraced by the cemetery, which stood silently as it witnessed countless tales of love and grief. Agnes and Anna's ultimate resting place was marked by gravestones that stood guard like sentinels, serving as a moving reminder of the transience of existence and the enduring power of love despite mortality. The priest offered a last prayer as the last shovel of soil was used to cover the caskets, and the grieving people left the church, their hearts heavy and forever changed by the terrible accident that had befallen the Kuruvilla family. Rain continued to fall down, reflecting the general sadness that lingered over the graveyard. With tears streaming down their faces, the mourners started to leave, leaving the freshly covered graves of Agnes and Anna in their wake. Sunny became wild as the gathering dwindled because he was so overcome with grief and couldn't handle how horrible the sight was. A guttural cry that rang through the hushed cemetery revealed his misery. " Nahi! Unhe daphan hone se bachaen! Agnes, Anna(Keep them from being buried! Agnes, Anna)!" Sensing Sunny's total desperation, SJ and Thomas hurried to his side to try and stop him from going near the recently filled graves. SJ is in a bad situation. "Bahut dard ho raha hai yaar unhe aaraam karane ke liye kuch samay den(It hurts too much, dude. Give them some time to rest.)" Thomas is having trouble. "Sunny, please,aap nahi kar sakate(you can't...)" But Sunny resisted their attempts, overcome with anguish. His eyes were wild with an apparent insurmountable pain, and his movements were erratic. "Main unhe jaane nahinde sakata! Agnes, Anna! Please mere saath rahen(I can't let them go! Agnes, Anna! Please stay with me!)" His heartbreaking scream appeared to pierce the sky as his shouts echoed throughout the graveyard. The tears that ran down Sunny's cheeks were hidden by the rain, which was now falling nonstop. "Yaar, Sunny, chalo. Please, chalen. Yah to jyaada hai(Man, Sunny,come on. Please, let's go. It's too much.)" Matthew gives a nod. "Hame use yahaan se nikaalana hoga. Vah niyantran mein nahi hai(We need to get him out of here. He's not in control.)" Sunny managed to escape as SJ, Thomas, and Matthew were struggling to pull him away from the graves, and he ran frantically toward the newly covered sites. "Agnes! Anna! Come back! Please!" His sobs resounded in the silence, an unfiltered declaration of sorrow that seemed to shake the cemetery to its core. He was screaming their names into the empty air, and the sodden ground beneath his feet did not fort him. "Sunny,aap ateet ko poorvavat karane mein shaktiheen hain. Is dauraan hame aapaka samarthan karane ki anumati den(you are powerless to undo the past. Allow us to support you during this.)" But Sunny seemed to be deaf to their appeals, sunk in the depths of grief. His heartbreaking screams and futile attempts to reach the graves depicted a man struggling to cope with the tremendous burden of loss. Sunny's pain was evident in the cemetery, which was now a scene of misery and desolation. The somber tones of the rain and his agonized cries created a symphony of agony.