As the last guests left the exhibition, the glow of the evening lingered in the air. Inayat and Ansh stood together, soaking in the warmth of the shared experience. The walls of the community center still echoed with laughter, stories, and heartfelt connections.“Maya would have loved this,” Inayat said softly, her eyes drifting to a painting that depicted a colorful family tree. It was a tribute from one couple, capturing the essence of love and growth within their family.Ansh nodded, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. “She’ll be proud of what we’ve created here. It’s a beautiful reminder of what