Deepika's POV
"Layla is really happy now. And busy too. It's hard to catch her, you know" I say.
But it's still silent on the other end. I don't know where things went wrong, but the only thing I know is that they went terribly wrong.
"I couldn't attend the prom. How did it go though?" I ask him again.
Just hoping to hear something from him.
"I'm sorry" He finally whispers.
I turn towards him and stop walking. His head hung low. Face red. He is trying his best to cover that with his hoodie. But he is my best friend! I know him better.
"For?" I ask him in return.
Please let it out Vincent. It eases your pain. Let that out.
"I trusted her, you know" he shrugs and finally looks at me. I see his eyes are red already.
My heart aches for him. He came to get me so he can get to
