Angela’s POVI turned and looked at her.“Lyla? What are you doing here?”She didn’t get the chance to answer before the restroom door opened and someone walked in. Without thinking, I quickly put my hat, mask, and sunglasses back on.Suddenly, Lyla grabbed my wrist.“We’re not talking here,” she said under her breath, almost a whisper. “Come on.”***She dragged me out of the restroom without waiting for my approval.Her grip was tight, her steps fast. I had no choice but to follow as she pulled me down the hallway.We stopped in a quieter side parking area. Only a few cars. Far enough from people.The moment we stopped, she let go of my hand roughly, making me stumble slightly backward.I stared at her, my breathing still uneven.Lyla stood straight in front of me, her arms crossed over her chest. Her gaze was sharp and judgemental, almost mocki
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