WEEKS LATER
I'm chilling in bed, reading one of Sarah's stories she sent me. Suddenly, I heard noises downstairs. As I dashed downstairs, the sound of Layla's voice arguing with the security echoed through the house.
"I know her, Let her go!" I stepped forward, facing the security. He remained unmoved.
"Mr. Williams instructed that outsiders should not be allowed in," he explained.
"I told you I know her! Take your f*****g hands off her now, or I'll get you fired!" My frustration boiled over, punctuating my words with force.
Reluctantly, he complied, and Layla and I embraced tightly. "Let's go upstairs to my room," I suggested.
Once we settled in, Layla's eyes blazed like wildfire as she confronted me. "Sam, what the actual hell? You just disappeared without a trace! I had to scour t
