As he gazed into her eyes, Abhir felt a wave of emotions wash over him. 

He felt the weight of years of pain and anger lifting off his shoulders, replaced by a sense of hope and redemption. He took a step closer to Ruhi, his arms opening wide to envelop her in a hug.

But just as he was about to wrap his arms around her, a voice cut through the air, shattering the moment. "Abhir...what's going on here?" Ishika asked, her eyes wide with shock and confusion.

Abhir's arms froze, his eyes locked on Ruhi's face. He could see the pain and longing there, and he knew he couldn't let Ishika interrupt this moment. 

But it was too late. Ishika had already seen the look on his face, the way he was gazing at Ruhi.

Ishika's eyes narrowed, her expression darkening. "Abhir, who is this woman?" she demanded, her voice cold and detached.

Abhir took a deep breath, trying to process the emotions swirling inside him. He knew he had to explain, to tell Ishika the truth about Ruhi and their past. But where could he even begin?

"What happened to Abhira? Why does she look so devastated?" Ishika asked, her voice laced with concern.

Abhira's eyes welled up with tears as she whispered a single word that shook Ishika to her core: "Bhabhi."

Ishika's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Abhira, her mind reeling with the implications of Abhira's whispered word. 

"Bhabhi?" she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper, as if she was trying to process the revelation. 

Abhir's eyes met Ishika's, a mixture of emotions swirling in their depths.

 He could see the confusion and shock written across Ishika's face, and he knew he had to explain. 

He took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts, but before he could say anything, Abhira spoke up. 

"I'm...I'm Abhir's sister," Abhira stammered, her voice trembling as she struggled to get the words out. Her eyes were fixed on Ishika's face, filled with a mix of fear and hope.

Ishika's expression changed from shock to stunned silence. She looked like she had been punched in the gut, her eyes wide with disbelief.

 "Abhir's sister?" she repeated, her voice shaking as she tried to wrap her head around the revelation.

Abhir could see the wheels turning in Ishika's mind as she tried to process the information. He knew he had to explain everything to her, to tell her the whole story about Abhira and their family's past. But where could he even begin?

Abhir took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. "Ishika, Abhira is my sister," he explained, his voice calm and gentle. 

"We were separated even before she was born, and I never knew she existed."

Abhir's eyes locked onto Ishika's, and he could see the skepticism and confusion written across her face. 

He knew he had to explain everything to her, to tell her the truth about his family's past and the secrets that had been hidden for so long. 

"Ishu, my life was perfect until everything fell apart," Abhir began, his voice laced with emotion.

 "My mom was pregnant, and we were all excited to welcome a new addition to our family. But then, tragedy struck. Aarohi massi passed away, and my mom was falsely accused of her murder."

Abhir's eyes clouded over, and his voice cracked with pain. "Mr. Manish Goenka, my mom's grandfather, was supposed to support her, but instead, he believed the lies and turned against her. My dad, Abhimanyu, and I stood by my mom, but we were forced to leave. Tragically, my dad and I met with an accident, and we got separated." 

 Abhir's voice trailed off, and he looked away, trying to compose himself. Ishika's eyes were fixed on him, filled with shock, empathy, and concern.

Ishika's eyes widened in shock as she listened to Abhir's words, her mind reeling with the revelations. "Abhi, your life has been so complicated," she said, her voice filled with empathy. 

Abhir nodded, his eyes clouding over with memories. "Yes, it has been. But the worst part is, I never knew what happened to my mother after the accident. I was so young, and I was left all alone."

Ishika's expression softened, and she reached out to take Abhir's hand. "Abhir, I'm so sorry. I had no idea," she said, her voice filled with compassion.

Abhir's eyes locked onto Ishika's, and he felt a sense of gratitude towards her. "Ishu, I'm just glad that I finally know the truth. And I'm glad that I have you," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

Ishika's face lit up with a warm smile, and she squeezed Abhir's hand. "I'm glad too, Abhir. I'm glad that we found each other," she said, her voice filled with love.

"Billa boy, I'm so sorry!" Ruhi exclaimed, her eyes brimming with tears as she tried to hug Abhir. However, before she could even touch him, Abhira intervened, her face twisted in anger.

"Stay away from him, Ruhi!" Abhira warned, her voice firm and authoritative. "You have no right to show your face here, let alone try to hug my brother."

Ruhi's eyes widened in shock as Abhira's words cut through the air. "Abhira, please listen..." Ruhi tried to explain, but Abhira wouldn't let her finish.

"No, Ruhi, you listen!" Abhira shouted, her voice echoing through the room. "You and your family accused our mother of murder. You believed the lies and turned against us. How can you now show your face here and act like nothing happened?"

Abhira's anger and hurt were palpable, and Ruhi took a step back, her eyes filled with tears. "Abhira, I...I was wrong," Ruhi stammered.

Abhira's expression didn't soften, and she stood her ground, her arms crossed over her chest. "Forgiveness isn't that easy, Ruhi," Abhira said, her voice cold and detached.

Abhira's voice cracked with emotion as she spoke, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and sadness. "Because of you and your family, Mumma suffered so much," she repeated, her words dripping with venom.

 "She had to raise me alone, as a single parent, struggling to make ends meet, all because of the lies and accusations that you and your family hurled at her." 

Abhira's chest heaved with emotion as she spoke, her face twisted in a mixture of pain and anger. "You have no idea what Mumma went through, Ruhi," she spat. "You have no idea how hard she struggled to provide for me, to give me a decent life."

Ruhi's eyes were wide with shock and horror as she listened to Abhira's words, her face pale and drawn. She looked like she had been punched in the gut, her breath knocked out of her.

Abhira's voice was laced with a mix of sadness and accusation as she spoke, her eyes fixed on Ruhi's face.

 "I always wondered why Mumma never told me about her family, why she never spoke about her past," Abhira said, her words dripping with emotion. 

"It was all because of you, Ruhi. Because of what you and your family did to her."

Abhir and Ishika immediately moved to comfort Abhira, wrapping their arms around her in a warm hug. Abhira's body relaxed into their embrace, her tears slowly subsiding as she let out a deep sigh.

Abhir's eyes met Ishika's over Abhira's shoulder, and he could see the concern and empathy reflected in her gaze. He nodded slightly, and Ishika's expression softened, her eyes filled with warmth and understanding. 

Ruhi's eyes dropped, and she looked away, unable to meet Abhira's gaze. She seemed to be struggling to come to terms with the pain and hurt that she had caused, and the weight of her family's actions hung heavy in the air.

Abhira's voice cracked as she spoke, her eyes welling up with tears. "Because of you, Ruhi, I couldn't get my brother's love," she said, her words barely above a whisper.

Abhira's voice was firm and resolute, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. "You took everything away from us, Ruhi," she repeated, her words dripping with pain and accusation.

 "You took away our happiness, our family, and our love. And now, I'm left with a brother who doesn't even know I existed." 

Abhira's gaze bore into Ruhi's soul, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt. "I've met him after years, Ruhi, and I'm not letting you take him away from me again.

 You have no right to him, no right to claim him as your own. He's my brother, my family, and I'll do everything in my power to protect him from you."