**Scene: Outside the House – Sofiya's Call to Shirah**
Sofiya stepped outside into the cool night air, her heart still heavy from the conversation with Shea. She dialed Shirah's number with trembling hands, unsure of how to approach the difficult subject that weighed on her mind. The phone rang twice before Shirah's calm voice answered.
"Hey, Mom. Everything okay?"
Sofiya took a deep breath, her voice shaky as she began. "Shirah, I need to talk to you about something... something important."
There was a brief pause on the other end, as if Shirah already sensed the seriousness in her tone. "Is this about Shea and Aashwit?"
Sofiya hesitated, then nodded, even though he couldn't see her. "Yes... it is. I just talked to her, and she's so vulnerable right now. She's scared, Shirah. She loves him... and she's afraid she's going to lose him."
Shirah's voice softened. "I've known for a while, Mom. Shea's feelings for Aashwit have been clear for years. But you know as well as I do that it's not that simple."
"There's only two ways for this first I can became the villian and make Aashwit to break up with Mohini but I can isure you Mohini going to commit suicide after this and the second option is to convence Shea to share Aashwit with Mohini "
Sofiya sighed, leaning against the garden gate, her heart torn. "I know... I know there's Mohini too. But Shirah, how can we ask Shea to share the man she loves with someone else? It feels wrong. It feels... unfair."
There was a moment of silence before Shirah spoke again, his tone calm but firm. "I understand how you feel, Mom. Believe me, I do. But you have to see the bigger picture here. Aashwit didn't choose this situation lightly. Mohini's been a part of her life for a long time, and he's accepted his place in her heart. he knows Shea's feelings too, and he's not standing in the way. The real question is, can we help Shea understand that this doesn't mean Aashwit loves her any less?"
Sofiya's chest tightened, and she shook her head, even though Shirah couldn't see her. "But it *does* mean sharing him, Shirah. How can I ask my daughter to accept that? She deserves to be someone's one and only."
Shirah's voice remained steady, but there was a knowing edge to it. "Shea *will* be Aashwit's one and only in her own way. Love isn't always so black and white. Aashwit has the capacity to love both Mohini and Shea, without taking anything away from either of them. You have to trust that ,there are many things you don't know and trust me it is better to not know."
Sofiya felt a lump form in her throat. "But she's so young... she doesn't understand what she's getting into. And what about Mohini? She's a daughter too. How can we just... accept this without thinking about them both?"
Shirah's tone softened, filled with empathy. "Mom, I've thought about this a lot. Mohini isn't just some other girl. She's someone who has her own history with Aashwit, and she's accepted that he's going to love more than one woman. That's her choice, and she's at peace with it. We have to give Shea the chance to make her own choice too. It's not about forcing her to share Aashwit; it's about helping her understand that love can be different, but still real."
Sofiya felt tears prick her eyes, the conflict in her heart growing. "But what if she can't handle it? What if it breaks her heart, Shirah? I don't want to see her suffer."
Shirah's voice grew more insistent, but still gentle. "Mom, I know Shea. She's stronger than you think. But she needs to be approached with honesty and care. If Aashwit is upfront with her, if he's honest about his feelings for both her and Mohini, then Shea will have the chance to decide what she wants. And we'll be there for her, no matter what."
Sofiya's breath hitched, and she wiped at the tears that had begun to spill. "I just... I just want her to be happy, Shirah. I want her to feel secure, to know she's loved."
Shirah's voice softened further, filled with understanding. "She will be, Mom. Aashwit loves her. I've seen it in the way he looks at her, the way he goes out of his way to protect her. He's not going to let her feel second-best. But we need to give them the space to figure this out together."
Sofiya's tears flowed freely now, her heart aching with the weight of the decision she had to make. "And what about Mohini?. I can't just ignore that..."
Shirah's voice took on a tone of quiet conviction. "Mohini's a good person, Mom. She knows what's at stake, and she's accepted it. She's already made her peace with the idea of sharing Aashwit. But this isn't just about her or Shea—it's about Aashwit too. He has to be honest with both of them, and if we help him, he can make this work. He can love them both without hurting either one."
Sofiya exhaled shakily, her mind racing. She wanted to fight it, to insist that her daughter deserved more, deserved a simpler love. But deep down, she knew Shirah was right. Shea's happiness mattered most, and if Aashwit could make her feel loved, then maybe it was worth letting go of her own ideals.
Sofiya's voice was soft, almost broken. "And what if Shea says no? What if she can't handle it?"
Shirah paused, then replied with quiet determination. "Then we respect her choice. But I think Shea's stronger than she realizes. And I believe that if she understands the depth of Aashwit's love for her, she might surprise us. She might be willing to accept more than we expect."
Sofiya wiped at her eyes, feeling the weight of the moment settle over her. She had never imagined this kind of future for her daughter, but Shirah's words resonated with her. There was a truth in them, a knowingness that came from someone who had already seen the bigger picture.
She took a deep breath, her voice still trembling but more resolute. "Okay... okay, I'll trust you on this. But how are we going to tell Shea? How do we help her understand?"
Shirah's tone lightened, a hint of amusement returning. "That's where I come in. I've already been thinking about how to talk to her. We'll take it slow. Aashwit needs to be completely honest with her, no secrets. And we'll be there to support her, every step of the way."
Sofiya let out a shaky laugh, her heart finally beginning to lighten. "You've really thought this through, haven't you?"
Shirah chuckled softly. "Mom, I told you—I'm always one step ahead. Don't worry, we'll get through this. Shea just needs to feel safe and loved, and we'll make sure she does."
Sofiya smiled through her tears, a sense of relief washing over her. "Thank you, Shirah. I don't know what I'd do without you."
"You won't have to worry about that, Mom," Shirah said gently. "We're in this together. For Shea, for Aashwit... and even for Mohini."
Sofiya nodded, her heart full of gratitude. "Alright. Let's do this. But Shirah... if anyone can make Shea understand, it's you."
Shirah's voice was calm and steady, full of quiet confidence. "I know, Mom. This is just the beginning."
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