DEVYN’S POV

She remained silent, gazing out of the window again like I didn't just say something. Her attitude, her silence… it was frustrating to say the least, and I was already getting tired of our childish banter.

“Look at me,” she didn’t respond. Watching her, the road, and the map at the same time was becoming challenging.

“Please.”

It seemed like whenever I pleaded with her politely, she listened. I was going to have to be doing a lot of pleading if I needed to get her ...