Harriet’s POV
I was avoiding Devon.
If he was coming left, I was immediately going right.
I normally did my work earlier than usual to avoid running into him like the last time.
I didn’t want any more run in’s that was going to make matters worse and give me whiplash.
Devon was confusing me. He wasn’t dishing out instructions anymore, neither was he yelling and cussing out everyone. He had been staring at me across the dining hall each time we ate for breakfast, he never came down for lunch but for dinner, the staring continued.
Of course I avoided his gaze and never said anything to him but he never said anything to me either. He just sat and looked causing me to squirm in my sit and a nervous pit to sit on my stomach.
I didn’t know why he hadn’t traveled this time. He had b
