“Brother?” The word hung in the air, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. After so many years, hearing someone call him brother was a shock. Ojasvi was taken aback by his reaction; his eyes were red, and his jaw was tense, sending a wave of fear through her.

The word lingered in the air, heavy with implications and memories. For him, it was a jarring reminder of a past he had tried to bury, a past filled with warmth and connection that had long since turned cold. Ojasvi noticed the shift in his demeanor; his expression darkened, and his eyes glistened with unshed tears. The tension in his jaw was palpable, and she felt a wave of concern wash over her.