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Arshad gently calmed Arshitha, rocking her in his arms until her tiny cries slowly faded into soft, steady breaths. Once she had fallen asleep, he carefully placed her back on the bed, adjusting the blanket around her with surprising tenderness. Anjali watched him quietly, her irritation from earlier already fading. The moment he turned back toward her, she extended her hand, pulling him closer without saying a word. He smiled, already understanding her intention. As she leaned forward to kiss him again, just when their faces were inches apart, the sharp sound of the doorbell rang through the house.