chapter 85

YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART!GChapter 85 :A while later, everyone gathered around the dining table, savoring the taste of Parasuram’s cooking, enjoying breakfast with a sense of peace and gratitude.Wanting to ease their minds further, Parasuram shared stories from his journey—the places he visited, the people he met, and the memories he collected—hoping to replace the weight of trauma with moments of joy.After breakfast, they settled on the couches with warm cups of coffee in hand when the sound of the gate opening and approaching footsteps interrupted the calm. A deep voice called out from the doorway.“Are we allowed to come in?”.Raising his head, Parasuram saw Yeshwanth standing at the door, a warm smile lighting up his face at the sight.Rising to his feet, Parasuram welcomed him with enthusiasm,“Oh my God, Yeshwanth! You are always welcome. Please, come in. How have you been?”, he asked, moving forward to greet him with genuine joy.Aadhya rose to her feet, trailing behind her father, and greeted Yeshwanth with a warm yet concerned expression.“Dad! Good morning! How is Sruthi? Is she okay?”, she asked, her voice laced with worry.Nandu followed close behind, gently placing a comforting hand on Aadhya’s shoulder, noticing the anxiety in her eyes.Waving to Parasuram, Yeshwanth stepped forward and embraced Aadhya. Stroking her hair softly, he replied,“Sruthi is fine, Aadu! No need to worry”. Pulling back slightly to meet her eyes, he added,“How are you, Aadu? Are you okay?”. His gaze was probing, flickering with deep concern.Seeing the worry in his expression, Aadhya nodded, forcing a faint smile. “I’m fine, Dad!”, she said, though her voice carried the weight of previous day’s events.Patting her head fondly, Yeshwanth spoke with sincerity,“Don’t let yourself be shaken, Aadu! We are your strength, your pillar of support. We won’t let anything happen to you. Trust me!”.Aadhya managed a weak smile and stepped aside, gesturing for him to come in and take a seat.Yeshwanth’s eyes flicked between the three of them, and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, he said,“Actually... I didn’t come alone. Someone else wanted to come”.Nandu raised an eyebrow and stepped toward him. “Dad? What do you mean?”, he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion and curiosity.Offering a reassuring smile, Yeshwanth turned back toward the door. Leaning out, he gestured with a slight nod for someone to enter.-  *KRISH*