Harley's POV
"Don't look at him. Don't talk to him, and don't smile at him," Jade warned when Glen walked past the company's entrance.
I wanted to comply, but I just couldn't. My hand stiffened on the mop as I took a deep breath and looked at him. He was reading a newspaper while walking towards the stairs. He was perfect in every way and looked more handsome each time I saw him. How was that even possible?
I wished with all my heart that he could look up and gaze into my eyes with each step he took. It was crazy, but I just wanted his eyes to meet mine.
"Why is he looking at the newspaper even today?" I asked seriously, then I dropped the mop in disappointment.
"Don't you find it weird?" Molly whispered beside me.
"What do you mean?" I asked softly.
"Since the day before yesterday,
