Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 102

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
**by Sage Hunter Lane**
**Chapter 102**

Dylan inhaled deeply, the air filling his lungs as he steadied himself. “Alright,” he said deliberately, “I’ll follow your lead.” His voice carried a sense of determination, a willingness to embark on whatever journey lay ahead.

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Nyla had immersed herself in the lab’s sterile environment, the clock ticking relentlessly past 10:00 p.m. as she wrestled with the complexities of her experiment. Frustration simmered beneath her calm exterior. As she meticulously gathered her papers and instruments, the familiar buzz of her phone interrupted her thoughts. It was Clark.

The moment she answered, his voice, cool and slightly detached, pierced through the static of her exhaustion. “Why aren’t you home yet?” he inquired, a hint of concern lacing his tone.

“I’m wrapping up now. I’ll be home soon,” she assured him, her voice steady despite the fatigue creeping into her bones. Just then, the elevator doors slid open, revealing an unexpected sight.

Inside stood Damon, his presence commanding and unsettling. Nyla hesitated, her heart racing as their eyes locked. His gaze was like ice, cold and unyielding, and an invisible wall of tension enveloped them. She could feel the chill emanating from him, a stark contrast to the warmth of the lab she was leaving behind.

Biting her lip, Nyla wavered, torn between the urge to step inside and the instinct to retreat. Given the way he had treated her during lunch, it was clear that he wished to avoid her.

“Should I come pick you up?” Clark’s voice broke through her reverie, pulling her back to the present.

“No need. I drove. Just wait for me at home,” she replied quickly, trying to shake off the weight of Damon’s icy stare.

As she hung up, the sensation of his sharp gaze bore down on her, making her palms clammy as she clutched her phone tightly.

“Aren’t you coming in?” Damon’s voice sliced through the air, cool and indifferent.

Nyla shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. “No. I just remembered I forgot something. You go ahead.” The words felt hollow, but she needed to escape the suffocating atmosphere.

Without another word, Damon pressed the button to close the doors, and they began to slide shut, sealing her out of whatever world he inhabited. The elevator descended, each floor passing by like a countdown to freedom.

Nyla stared at the down button, contemplating her next move before finally pressing it again, the action grounding her in the moment.

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