Today's day started with a bang—quite literally—as I dreamed about messing up etiquette classes and getting scolded for life again. "Ugh, why is it so hard to be like the other boring rich kids," I cursed under my breath. Yes, boring rich kids, because cool is what I am, not fake and utterly polished. But to keep the promise I made to Bhaiya for saving Kiddo from those stupid hospital machines, do I regret saving him? Yes, and a big no. Samayara discovered a part of me that I didn't know existed in a night, and living like that truly makes me feel like I'm a better person, which I'm sure I'm not. But things fall into place just like she said.