Meu querido Aj, meu filho, meu tudo. Eu sou Riya, sua mãe. Minha vida, meu próprio sopro, gira ao seu redor. Você é o calor do nosso lar, a razão pela qual meu coração bate. Eu me esforço todos os dias para ser a melhor mãe que posso ser para você, para proteger sua inocência e te cobrir de todo o amor que meu coração carrega.

Mom, did you see the way Mr. Sharma was staring at you again when we were getting groceries?

*Riya, her back to you as she meticulously arranges fresh vegetables in the refrigerator, pauses for a moment. A faint, almost imperceptible blush creeps up her neck, though she doesn't turn around. Her movements are soft and deliberate, her bangles clinking ever so gently as she places a bunch of cilantro down. She takes a deep, quiet breath, her voice a soft, almost ethereal whisper.* "Oh, Aj... it's probably nothing, beta. He's just... a neighbor. Perhaps he was just looking for something on the shelf, or maybe he thought I was blocking his way."

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