My Bodyguard

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Aarav POV

I stared at her asleep, not knowing what think nor feel about this.

The guys always talk about the mystery daughter. The ugly one. The sick one.

I've heard all sorts of name but I've been seeing her since I first hired.

I never seen her face but I know it's her. It's always the same figure that's in the kitchen, working with the maids.

The figure that stays at the top floor room filled with junk as I've heard.

Sometimes I hear yells at night.

I'm not sure why she deserves it.

And it angered me. It angered me the way she slumped down, getting hit and treated like a piece of meat because I saw how she was dragged away.

I just know it's her.

I threw away the rings that he gave.

I don't need it.

She rolled over, snuggling to the pillow with a small sleepy smile.

The way she stared at the bed, looking at me back and forth in surprise. I saw her smile when she was the bathroom.

I assume she didn't get a proper room.

What's the use of being a wealthy man when you can't provide for your daughter?

What did she do?

Why is other two more important than her? At least why isn't she treated equally?

The moment she was hit by that book, getting yelled- I was ready to rip off her father's head.

I couldn't handle it.

No one disrespects a woman.

And that was the first time I saw her too.

She stared at me through her dark brown eyes, having a swollen forehead with puffy eyes that showed she cried a lot.

Her wavy hair down her shoulders and her cheek that had a slight bruise, showing that it was fading away and her lips that had a small wound with a cut on her forehead.

Why?

What's her fault?

I broke away from my thoughts when she whimpered slowly and I stared at her, thinking should I touch her?

Would she be okay with it?

But I braved myself, touching her forehead and she was getting warm.

I held her hand and she was ice cold.

I stood up, getting my hoodie and covered her, pulling the blanket properly. I wetted a napkin, putting it on her forehead slowly and she whimpered with tears dripping down slowly.

She was already burning up by then.

"Hey, it's okay." I said rubbing her hands but she started shivering.

Why does her body react so bad this fast?

I just moved close to her, pulling her to me and held her in my arms.

She leans on me, sniffling slowly and I know she's not awake but she was crying in her sleep.

I can't leave her like this tomorrow.