•Arvi Arora•
The princess of Arora's and one of the famous kid belonging to the 'Hexad'. The most calm, composed, cheerful and badass sassy queen you will see! She is amazing and full of life all packed in one. 25-year old yet, the most talented bus...
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(Please Read the chapters before this as I have updated previously!! Enjoy reading!!! P.S. this is a gift for you all hehe!!)
"I missed you" I murmured as I circled my arms around his neck and placed my head in the crook of his neck inhaling his musky scent.
"I missed you too baby" he said caressing my hair.
"Tell me about the nightmare" he said pulling back and honestly I was waiting for him to ask this.
I know he was observing me in the morning and I know he knows that I got a nightmare. Abheer is very particular about one thing. Whenever I get a nightmare I have to call him. If he is physically available I tell him and if not I call him. He....often gets scared about me when I get nightmares. I haven't gotten one in a very long time but coming back here might have triggered it.
"It's......" I sighed not knowing how to explain. He took my hand in his and kissed it encouraging me to speak.
"It's about her. She....was....hitting me cuz I questioned her. It happened in my room when we were kids and.....I guess it just got triggered" I said and he closed his eyes trying to control his anger. Abheer hates my nightmares with a passion because of how painful they are. He even feels helpless as those memories are something I can never forget and no one can ever make me forget.
Not just him but Anvi and Sia too try their best to help me with them but they used to persist badly. With time they got better.
My mother not only put me through so much but really did a number on me. Raksha Patil former Raksha Arora, my mother is the reason for my pain, nightmares, and traumatic childhood. The reason I had to leave Mumbai and my family. The reason I had to seek therapy to keep myself or make myself sane. The reason for all my insecurities growing up.
She is from a middle-class family when my father married her, just like him. She never used to show care towards him when he was a normal man and when he rose to power with his hard work and perseverance, that's when she started being lovey dovey with him.
We all were born after the family business has been established. We all used to live in the same house even back then. My mother who is a money-minded person and who only cares about herself used to spend lavishly on herself. She is extremely arrogant and never used to be on good terms with the other ladies in the house.
After I was born Dad thought she will change. My father loved her. But she did not. He gave her everything but she just treated him like a bank. I grew up seeing her greed, and carelessness towards her own child and whatnot. She used to physically abuse me. It started so slow that in the name of discipline or to hurt my dad she used to hit me.
When I was 13, I got to know she has an affair and have been having one behind my dad's back. I questioned her is when she hit me so badly, that I was bloodied. That's when my Dad left her. He couldn't tolerate her anymore and didn't want his daughter to be in her vicinity. I had enough and said I did not need her.
