Back To New York

**Fancy's POV***

“You can pull up at that lane,” I instructed Kevin, and he immediately pulled up at the exact location I asked him to.

Quickly, I unfastened my seatbelt.

“Fancy, are you okay?”

The sudden question from Kevin immediately made me raise my head up to look at him.

“Yes, I'm okay. Anything the matter?”

“I don't know how to describe it, but you seemed quite lost in thought and quiet. In fact, you've been so silent ever since we left Kyle's birthday party. Is anything the matter? You can share with me, I'm a good listener.”

Instantly, I began to feel nervous. I had tried not to show the sour mood I was in, but little did I know that no matter how much I tried to hide it, it still found its way to light.

“You don't have to worry about me. I'm actually doing okay,” I muttered, trying to fake a smile.

Kevin searched my eyes with a creased brow, which made me hold my breath as if he were going to find out what was wrong with me the moment I breathed out.

“Are you sure you