Nathan's POV
I was alone in the kitchen, attending to the dishes the officials had used to eat breakfast. I recalled how lively the table had been and how nice everybody was, but then Derrick arrived and everything changed. Ever since Derrick told me we were simply master and servant, I had to play my part. I couldn't let the emotions that were growing for him grow further than they already had.
I had come to accept that, despite how difficult our relationship was and the hatred that flowed within both of us for one another, well, I had, unfortunately, developed some sort of feelings for Derrick.
It was horrible.
The realization was terrible.
Everything about it made me feel hollow and disgusted with myself.
I furrowed my eyebrows and started to scrub the dishes harder, even though they really didn't need the scrubbing. Being sent to this village was supposed to be a punishment. At least, that's what Anita said. But I had started to enjoy the peacefulness.
