Harper POV
“Hi,” I say, setting my plate down. Logan’s head pops up, his eyes widening when he sees me. It’s like he didn’t expect me here, which I guess is fair since I ‘ve been eating in my room or office.
“Hey, Harper.” He smiles and scoots over to give me more room. Again, the feeling of being watched finds me, but I try to ignore it. Ever since I moved back, I’ve felt people watching me. It’s a constant feeling, and I guess it’s one that won’t go away yet.
“How did you sleep?” Logan asks.
“Alright. I’m still adjusting to being back,” I tell him, taking a bite of my breakfast. This is only the second time I’ve eaten in the dining hall in several days. I’ve been avoiding Lucas for so long that I’ve mainly been eating in my room.
“That’s to be expected,” Logan says with a nod. “I
