SHAYLA'S P.O.V  Dinner seemed like a nightmare now. After Bryan had hardly controlled himself from bursting out into tears – a sad cloud had me enveloped, a heavy feeling on my chest. 

SHAYLA'S P.O.V "It's kind of funny, honestly. I mean I can't believe it but yeah. I'm kinda into him." 

SHAYLA'S P.O.V We were all packed up for Mumbai. In two days — I would know all about the mystery. And I would know if Stan was lying or not. 

SHAYLA'S P.O.V  I quietly watched as the golden boy in front of me worried his bottom lip, his gaze lingering on me for too long, almost as if I was one of the stars he had spent countless nights admiring from afar. A small smile settled on my lips at his action. 

SHAYLA'S P.O.V  I woke up with a familiar sense of sadness and the familiar sense of resentment bubbling up in my chest.