Chapter 13

Sucking in a deep breath, Shanaya took another peek out the window.

Dhruv still stood leaning against his car, dashing in a white shirt. While it made no sense to her, Dhruv wearing white clothes was a sight that had always appealed to her. She recalled a white hoodie he once owned that had ended up being hers.

He occasionally looked up toward her window, but she was sure he couldn’t see her. Even though he had been standing there for fifteen minutes, Shanaya still wanted to keep him waiting.

She removed the glistening bracelet from her wrist and placed it back into the velvet box. A moment later, Shaheer knocked on her cabin door.

“Ms. Arora, I’m leaving for lunch. Are you sure you won’t be joining us today?” he asked solemnly, his hands clasped together.

“Absolutely,” she replied without missing a beat, grabbed her handbag, and walked around the oval table. Turning around briefly, she glanced across the room. “Ah, Shaheer. Could you please find a nice vase to place those tu