As time slowly passed, their beautiful life in the small town found a new, peaceful rhythm. It had been exactly 7 months since their precious baby boy, Aarav had arrived into the world. Diya, who was always so hardworking and dedicated, had started doing some light work for her bakery from home. She simply couldn't sit and rest for so long without doing anything.

But lately, for some reason, Diya was constantly lost in her own deep thoughts. She seemed distracted. Throughout the day, whenever she walked past the large bedroom mirror, she would stop. She would look at her reflection for a long time, gently touching her softer stomach and her slightly wider arms. A quiet, heavy sadness would fill her beautiful dark eyes.