Royal's prized possession

His Queen💫

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SHAARVIKA'S POV

Everybody I'm this world has different thoughts when it comes to family. For some it's their safe heaven, their comfort zone, while for some it's a prison, full of toxicity or we can say a not-so-loving or comfortable place.

In my case, due to God's wonderful grace, I am blessed with the bestest family in the whole world. I am so lucky to have a family like them. Though, I knew it since the day I started to understand things but I can't help myself from saying it again and again.

It has been five days since that incident and four days since my family got to know about it. Each and every family member of mine stood beside me like a rock, supporting me unconditionally in my tough time. They are supporting me physically, mentally and emotionally, like no one can ever do.

For the past three days I have been living with my family and will live with them until they will be satisfied by my both mental and physical health condition.

At first when they asked me to shift back with them for some time, until I am completely back to myself, I clearly denied them saying that I am completely fine, despite knowing that I am anything but fine, but they didn't listened me. They literally carried me home when I was asleep.

The males of the family became more protective, like insanely protective about me. They literally don't let me do any work, no matter what it is. My brothers and both the fathers are taking care of my office work and looking after my company along with taking immense care of me and handling my emotional roller-coaster.

At first when I tried to talk to them about that monster, wanting to know who he was and what is done with him, they diverted the topic as if they didn't want me to know about it. But after continuously persuading them, I found out that he died after drinking poison on his way to the police station when Aryaman's friends handed him to the police.

No one in my house is pleased about it, including me. Everyone is angry and burning with rage of revenge after knowing the fact that he got an easy death without paying for what he did with me. The men and even females of my house wanted to torture him to death multiple times before giving him actual death. But sadly, they couldn't and this irked them the most.

Coming to my real savior, Aryaman, I am not able to talk to him properly from the day he dropped me off at my Estate.

Actually, what exactly happened, on the day my family got to know about that incident, I had a nightmare-no-a bad dream at night and because of it I had so bad panic attack that I ended up being unconscious for the whole seven hours. So from that night my parents are sleeping with me and that's the reason I am not able to talk to Aryaman properly. We are only able to chat and catch small secret phone calls.