The day of the long-awaited Pahalgam trip had finally arrived. For the past two days, Raj and Diya had been in a state of quiet preparation. They hadn't engaged in any physical intimacy since that intense night by the balcony not because the passion had faded, but because Raj wanted Diya to be fully rested. He knew that traveling with a two-year-old was exhausting, and he wanted her to have every ounce of energy for the journey ahead.

They spent those forty-eight hours focusing on the bakery. They had handed over the keys and all responsibilities to Kavita, their most trusted worker. Kavita was like family; she understood the recipes and the customers perfectly. With the bakery in safe hands, Diya felt a weight lift off her shoulders.