Zack was the first person who had given her the feeling that she mattered for something in her life. He had protected her when she needed him the most.
And he let her be willful and spoilt and bratty which were all so foreign feelings for her but all the more pleasant than she ever imagined. He never once complained as to how she must be well behaved and not bring shame to them for the association. She needn't be well mannered… she needn't follow a set of rules… she can just be herself around him.
While all her own mother had ever cared about was how not to lose her face in front of her viper like friends because of her. After all, that was the whole reason why she was shipped off to some godforsaken place when she did not even have the slightest idea of what it meant to survive alone in a country she barely knew. All because her grades were pathetic and her mom can't show her face to others.
For someone who grew up like that, Zack was practically like a savior or something. He was that one sole person who let her experience the feeling of being spoilt.
No matter what she asked for… Zack would get it for her. Nobody really spoilt her like that without question. Back home, whatever she needed… it had to be justified. From the clothes she wore to the college she went to… it had all been to maintain their status and what the surname 'Srivastav' should stand for. It never mattered what she wanted and what she wished for. Well, they should actually talk to her and listen to her in the first place for her to actually tell them what she wanted and wished for. Her parents and siblings never had time for those in the first place… they were always busy either with work or attending parties and meeting acquaintances.
The parties she had desperately tried to fit in and failed miserably. After one time when she had embarrassed her mom by arguing with one of her acquaintance's daughters, she stopped taking her. She never even bothered to ask her why she argued or what she said to her. Her mum just straight away convicted her guilty. After all, she did not learn how to curry flavor everyone as her sister did.
Meera had always been a little shy but straight forward person with a straight conscience. But it did not matter to her own mother… being a good kid never does, does it?
That is when she started hitting clubs instead to shoo away her loneliness. She would get drunk out of her mind and go home every single day.
A small part of her wished her mom would actually scold her… but all she ever got were hangover tablets from her maid when she woke up.
But Zack listened to her… no matter how much rubbish she talked about… he would listen and even advise her. If she pointed at something on television and told him that she likes it… he would actually get it for her… from her favorite food to her aspirations… the only person to ever know these were Zack.
So she had absolute trust in him… So she decided to take a step back and actually observe her family instead of following them blindly.
Deciding thus, she got out of the car… and mindlessly walked to her house.
She was surprised to hear people talking in the living room in the middle of the night.
Listening closely, she knew it was her sister and mother…
"That bitch is seriously daring. Even after I had exposed her identity, she had still not come here begging for my forgiveness." Her sister's voice rang through the quietness of the night…
Meera knew, the bitch they were talking about is Shreya… and the thing they were talking about it probably the news article exposing that Shryea is the mastermind behind Sri corp. success over the years. But she did not get how exposing this was harmful to Shreya in the first place. But she needn't ponder on it as her own mother's voice came clearly right then.
"Don't worry. She will come and beg you to stop and take you back. After all, she is afraid of someone. She has an enemy she is hiding from. If not, she wouldn't have remained hidden for so long and let Anand and Akash bask all the glory. That selfish bitch does not have such a heart… So the other party must be really powerful. The more you expose Shreya… the more danger she is going to be in. It is almost like sending her to a chopping board."
"But why is she not here yet? Does she think the rumors will die down in itself and nobody will believe it? She is even back from her vacation…" Susmitha grumbled.
Normally, when she would hear something like this before, Meera would have just disregarded the whole thing and just thought Shreya deserved it.
But today… she actually saw how vicious her family was being.
Knowing too well that Shreya has an enemy and knowing the person is powerful… and full well knowing that exposing Shreya to such a person is going to put her life in danger… they still dared to expose Shreya.
Isn't it saying that they wanted to kill Shreya…? And for what? Because she got fired from the job! A job she got because of her surname?
And Shreya, on the other hand, had sent a bunch of thugs straight to hell… all because of the way she had behaved with her… all because she was family… even knowing so well that she had hated her.
She also remembered the cruel words Susmitha had told Shreya at the new year's party.
This was one single enlightening moment in Meera's life.
She was suddenly disgusted by her own family… she was ashamed of her own family.
Had she been so blind for so long?