LAILA'S POV
I rushed out of Dylan’s mother's closet and made my way to our room. I had spent more than enough time with her, and her smirk made me uncomfortable. I felt like she was up to something, but I just couldn’t figure out what it was. I couldn’t forget the way she looked at me when she told me I was free to go, I considered passing by Dylan’s office as I made my way to the room to let him know how everything went but I was afraid I would disturb him. He still had a lot to do, and I didn’t want to get in the way of that.
I made my way to the room, and the first thing that caught me was the fact that the bedroom door was slightly open when I got there. I distinctly remembered that I had closed it before leaving. But then again it, wasn’t like this room belonged to me alone, This wa
