Ragini was taking a sip of her cup, she was looking out of the window, the raindrops were rinsing down the clouds against the window.

She was so lost that she didn't felt the hot breath of the man, who loves her more than anything in his life, after his children and parents, she is his source of love and happiness.

"Laksh?" She felt finally felt his hands around her waist.

"Sorry I don't wanted to scare you, neither I wanted to break you out of your thought," he placed the hairs on the shoulder and kisses her neck, nuzzling her shoulder and kissing her earlobe.

"Now that our kids have grown to adults I like to think about the past."

Laksh broke his kiss, he looked at her, while she saw him through the window reflection.

"What, why are you thinking about our past alone. Don't you want to share it with someone, like me?"

Ragini put her cup on the windowsill, she turns to him with a smile, "you are the reason why I got such a beautiful past. That it's hard for me to even think another ending for my life. After what Afzal had done to me, I had lost my hope and trust in love. I have never told you that, cause I never had the courage to talk to you about my fears, as they might become true."

Laksh cups her face, "and now?"

Ragini shook her head, "all my fears faded away the day you gave her, Jaanan, your name. My broken heart rejoined, when you hold my hand being my friend. My inner love was recreated, when Raheel needed me. Calling me Ammi. And you given me the respect I was craving for made me realised that love has many shades and facets."

Laksh was smiling at her, "well even you brought the trust back into my life, remember the day, when I told you about Raheel?"

Ragini hugs him, "yes, you told me you, can't move on with me without telling me the truth about him and his mother."

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Laksh went back to the kids, giving them a goodnight kiss, "Abbu next time I will cuddle with you, now go. I'm a big girl now."

Raheel was sure. She will crawl into my bed, she can't sleep alone. Have to make some space.

Laksh left and found the room empty. I shouldn't have done it. I have joked no, I haven't. I meant it, I want to cuddle with her. Each time she makes me smile, but I guess she isn't ready.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't noticed her, sitting next to him. Slowly but steadily she hold his hand, "I liked it? Otherwise I would miss it. You know she cuddles with me too."

Laksh looked at her, "really?" She nodded at him with a smile. But she saw the insecurity in his eyes, "is there something you want to tell me?"

Laksh nodded, he hold her hand tightly, "I'm sorry, I haven't been honest to you."

Ragini was confused, but there wasn't anything she could imagine, "I don't understand, till yet you haven't hidden anything from me. Why you think you weren't honest toward me."

Laksh stood up, he checked on the kids again, he saw how Jaanan took her place next to Raheel, who had placed her on the wall side protectively, so she won't fall. He closed the door and went to the cupboard, a file. Old but in good shape.

"Ragini you need to read this."

Laksh was caressing her back, "and you stayed."

"Laksh I would never leave you. Not after knowing why and what had happened between you and Mehek."

"The only fear I have is that our kids might find out that I'm not their father."

Ragini looked up to him, "they know you, only you as their father. You kept a child, who is not from your blood, because you loved it as yours. Your ex-wife couldn't handle it and left you. Although she carried it out."

Laksh hold her tight. I'm not able to be a father in a natural way, I don't have the power of it. It was never a big thing for me, I shouldn't have hide it from her, but I did. I was so happy, when we find out she is pregnant, I know it was a shock for her, but she still fought against her fear. And today we have a wonderful daughter, who is a Doctor like her old Dad, me. And then there is our son, Raheel, a social worker, known for his positive work for women's rights. His own mother never accepted him, she was his biological mother, I couldn't be the donor. And then there is Ragini, she just made one mistake and to pay for it, for the rest of her life. Well that is what she thought, but her one mistake leads her to me. If she had asked for divorce that night I would have given it to her, still keeping my name on our girl's name. She is mine. They are mine. This is the secret of love...

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The end
I changed the epilogue a few times cause many asked for their romance, but it wasn't that easy as their love is a secret to themselves as well as to us....