Harry’ POV:
Five minutes till the meeting start. Long time to stare at the picture Sarah just sent showing off her new outfit. Such a tease, deliberately blurring her face. When she knew I hated it. Another picture. her face was not blurred thank God. Hair tied in a ponytail. For so many reasons, I had grown quite liking for this hairstyle. I chuckled at the thought.
“Though I’d say hi personally,” I thought it were my ears ringing because there was no way I just heard Tina. As I turned my rolling chair, I came into reality. It was her. My eyebrows pinched at the sight, not sure what to really say. She looked thinner. And for some reason she seemed calmer. Her smile looked genuine, not to mention that I knew it wasn't.
“What are you doing here?” Was my question. Her outfit was surprisingly unrevealing. It looked like she was finally cleaning her shi*t or just pretending. None of it was my concern.