28 | Truth Hurts

Phoebe’s POV

He mirrored my expression and soon it gets replaced with a huge grin.

“Oh wow, Phoebe. It’s really you…” He trails off saying and rubs the back of his neck. A nervous habit he always had ever since he was a kid.

Darien was my neighbor back in New York when I still lived there. He also happened to be Nate’s best mate. The last time I saw him was the time when he left for Russia to manage his family business after his grandpa passed away from a heart attack.

He and I were not that close but we were sort of good friends.

“You look so different,” He says with wonder and I almost refrain from snorting.

“Different as in…?” I curiously ask him even though I had a feeling that I already knew the answer.

“I mean uh, like your hair and your style…Uh, how do I say it?” He mutters off and flushes with obvious dis