**TITLE: Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane**
Erin was animatedly chatting with Damon, her smile bright and infectious, lighting up the small space they occupied. Despite Damon’s sporadic responses, a comfortable aura enveloped them, hinting at an unspoken understanding between the two.
Meanwhile, seated beside them, Nyla and Melody were lost in their own worlds. Nyla, in particular, kept her gaze lowered, concentrating on her meal with an urgency that suggested she longed to escape the cafeteria’s bustling atmosphere. The clatter of trays and the murmur of voices felt overwhelming, and she wished for nothing more than to finish quickly and slip away unnoticed.
Out of the blue, a somewhat timid voice broke through the noise. “Ms. Jayston…”
Nyla looked up, her eyes landing on a tall, muscular figure standing a few paces away. He held a bouquet of vibrant red roses, their petals a striking contrast against his nervous demeanor. As he fidgeted with the flowers, she felt a knot form in her stomach, sensing an underlying tension in the air.
Just as she anticipated, the man took a step closer, extending the bouquet towards her with a hopeful smile.
“Hi, my name is Dylan Lomas. From the very first moment I laid eyes on you, I was captivated. Would you consider giving me a chance… to pursue you?” he confessed, his voice a mixture of eagerness and vulnerability.
Nyla had encountered such bold declarations during her university days, but this was a first since her marriage to Clark. The cafeteria was alive with chatter, but in that moment, it felt as if the world had narrowed down to just her and Dylan, with curious eyes fixated on their exchange.
After a brief, tension-filled silence, Nyla responded with a calm resolve, “I’m sorry, but I’m already married.”
Dylan’s expression shifted dramatically, disbelief clouding his features. It was evident that Nyla’s youthful looks and radiant beauty led many to assume she was far too young to be tied down. The public nature of his rejection stung, leaving him feeling exposed and humiliated, as if the laughter of the crowd echoed in his ears.
“Ms. Jayston… are you sure you’re not just saying that because you don’t find me attractive?” Dylan pressed, his tone tinged with accusation.
Nyla felt a chill run down her spine at his words. She straightened her posture, her voice turning icy. “Mr. Lomas, if you choose not to believe me, that is beyond my control. I would like to finish my meal in peace now. Please leave me be.”


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