Years had quietly slipped by.
Sejal and Dean were now proud parents.
They had been blessed with two beautiful sons—the elder named Arken, and the younger, Denial.
The boys were mischievous, sharp, and full of energy—
So much so that Sejal now worked from home, juggling between raising her toddlers and managing Dean's business with remote efficiency.
Meanwhile, Ken never completely disappeared from the background.
He always kept silent tabs on Sejal's life—
Not directly, but through Suzy, who remained close to Sejal and made sure Ken knew how she was doing.
Ken knew everything.
He knew Sejal had two sons now.
He even knew their names.
One ordinary day, Sejal's phone buzzed with a call from her mother.
Her voice on the other end carried a hint of anxiety and curiosity:
"Your brother says Dean is coming to our house soon… to visit you!"
Sejal's heart skipped a beat.
Without saying much, she quickly hung up the call.
Then immediately called Dean and Harry, explaining everything in a breathless rush.
Harry, calm as always, reassured her:
"Don't panic. I'll handle everything. Just stay where you are."
Moments later, Harry informed Ken as well.
Ken, who had expected something like this for a while, replied softly,
"Let them come. I'll make sure everything goes smoothly.
Nothing will happen to Sejal. I won't let it."
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A few days later, Denny arrived to spend some time at Harry's house.
Sejal and Dean decided to visit too—bringing along little Arken and Denial to meet their uncle.
Harry, carefully planning ahead, messaged Ken, asking him to come over as well.
As Ken stepped into the house, the moment he saw Dean, Sejal, and their two children together, he froze.
It took him a moment to process what he was witnessing.
The family that could have never been… was now standing right before him.
But what shocked him more was how far he himself now stood—
No longer beside Sejal.
Not even as a friend.
Just... quietly watching from the edge.
And in that moment, even Denny, who was usually full of loud opinions, stood completely speechless.
He couldn't understand what was going on.
He didn't understand why Ken, of all people, was standing so far away from Sejal.
He had always believed… that if not Dean, it would have been Ken beside her.
But life had chosen a different script.
And that script… was still being written.
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To be continued…