It was truly unexpected that Skye has a twin brother, and for that man to be the writer whom I was trying to reach for the entire day. It left me to wonder what was keeping him so busy that he could not even have the time to pick up his phone, but I guess what was taking up his time was his friends.
My arms were crossed as the writer that I had been calling for the whole day was sitting in front of me. He looked a lot better than I imagined him to be, if I were to be honest. The white long-sleeve polo suits him; it makes him seem approachable and neat. His dark hair was a mess, as his bangs almost covered his dark and captivating brown eyes. There was one thing that I noticed, though, as I had been studying his features ever since he had taken the seat beside his sister: he and Skye do not look identical. I guess they were fraternal twins.
