99. The One With Second Chances

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Dying the ignition, I stared ahead at the bookstore. "Is this the place?"

Deb nodded. "Kriti said it was this. Kabir, it'll be boring," He whined again. "Too many books. She'll be busy."

Rolling my eyes, I hopped out of the car and waited for his ass to come out. Who knew Alina had a reader's meet in Bangalore and didn't even care to tell me until I checked her Instagram last night. She had blocked me and I had to make a new account to check it out. Good thing her account was public now.

Settling my hair in a place, I locked the car and strolled inside the bookstore to find one corner of the store filled with chairs. Some of them were already occupied while the others were waiting for the readers.

My eyes searched for my bookworm and found her at another corner of the store, talking with a girl and smiling. Should I go near and surprise her? What if she got angry and it ruined her first meet? What if she was still angry at me and was refusing of ever falling