All is happy, life is serene but when you have demons of the worst kind that are just at bay, how can anything ever just be peaceful?
Navya and Ayaan through a stroke of luck meet each other after years of going through their individual traumas. The...
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This entire chapter does not include the POV's of the main leads. This will provide a background to the happenings back home. Next chapter on Wednesday :)
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Udaipur
Loud, booming voices echoed in the halls of the Singhania Mansion. It was a rather busy morning in this household as the preparations to welcome their beloved daughter had begun. Navya Singhania, the youngest child of the family was adorned with love. She was their beloved, their princess, the apple of their eyes but she had been away for seven years, studying. At least that's what the majority of the family was told but no one except her brothers knew the actual reason why she left so abruptly.
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( this isn't the main character's POV and will not come frequently but I will add some POVs from other family member as some incidents will be better narrated by them)
" Hritik, did you arrange for the flowers for Navu's welcome? And Agasthya, did you call her and remind her to be on time?" I asked both my idiotic brothers if they've done the little work I had allotted them.
Both of the yelled in unison that they will in sometime. Hum toh muharat ka wait kar rahe the, right?
Ignoring their answers, I did this as well along with everything else. I was running about the entire day, checking all the decorations and getting her room cleaned especially her jharoka, not that her room needed much cleaning. I stood leaning against the door of her bedroom , making sure everything is in its correct place. I adjusted her neon signboard that hung above her dresser that in glowing pink letters read, 'NAVYA'.
