I was feeling incredibly anxious, and my hands were clenched.

The door finally swung open, and I peered inside, looking at the spot where I had seen Dylan. The food on the table remained, but there was no sign of him.

Disappointed, I approached the room to see what was inside. The person who opened the door blocked my path and demanded, "Who are you looking for?"

Lauren smiled at the man and said softly, "Why so aggressive? I'm looking for Mr. Dylan. I have something to discuss with him."

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