Kiara’s POV:-"Maa, please forgive Viaan." I held her hands in mine, my voice laced with sincerity and a touch of trepidation. I could see the perplexed line creasing on her forehead as she met my gaze."Hnn?" Her response held a hint of surprise, as if she hadn't expected this plea.I moistened my dry lips, my grip on her hands tightening with determination. "I know you're angry at him for what he did to me, but I don’t blame him, Maa. No longer.”Her eyes bore into mine, searching for an explanation. "Why would you say that, Kia? You have every right to be mad at him. What Viaan did was inhumane, let alone gentlemanly behavior for his wife. He must understand the gravity of his misdeeds." Her tone carried a trace of anger, and it tugged at my heart. I felt both touched and conflicted by her thoughts. On one hand, I was overwhelmed by her support for me, and on the other, I grappled with the realization that she was chastising her son, my husband, for actions he had committed while
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