Chapter Forty Three

Vikrant leaned against his car in the parking lot in school with his headphones on, listening to music while waiting for Sarita's arrival. He'd wanted to pick her up this morning himself instead of her riding the bus, but he figured she wouldn't like it and he didn't want to put her on the spot since she probably hadn't told her parents.

He'd gotten a surprise call from Kaly who'd berated him for his confession to Sarita first, then proceeded to thank him for finally opening up about his feelings for her best friend and then went on to profusely apologize for hurting him all those years ago, calling herself immature and stupid - laid on thick with her tears and he'd had no choice but to fully forgive her and forget.

It'd take a while for them to get back into the hang of things but he was sure he could give her a second chance just as Sarita had always wanted. A pair of Christian Louboutin ankle boots came into his line of sight and he started from the shoes, travelled up to the legs