Phoebe Peyton looked at Leah Sinclair across from her. The corners of Leah's eyes were slightly upturned, and her lips were curved into a smile, yet Phoebe felt a surprising chill.
Phoebe lowered her head and stirred her coffee. "You've really misunderstood. Like you said, Asher and I are old classmates. We haven't seen each other in so many years, so we might have a lot to talk about. It was just a normal dinner between friends. Maybe because I've spent so much time abroad, I didn't pay attention to these things."
"But we're in the country now, so you should probably adapt to local customs. When you know someone has a girlfriend, you should be mindful of social boundaries and not do things that might cause misunderstandings."
Leah's tone was a bit cold with that last sentence. It made Phoebe Peyton's hand tighten around her coffee spoon, and a dark look flashed in her eyes. But since her head was down, Leah couldn't see her expression.
