"You suspect I might harm you?" Justin Huxley moved from his original position, separated from Summer Lowell by a table, and sat next to her. "Why won't you believe that I'm helping you? Haven't you always wanted to leave?"
"Don't drag me into your mess. It's like helping me." Summer Lowell packed her bag, ready to leave, not wanting to talk to him any further.
"Summer!" Justin hurriedly tried to stop her when he saw her turning hostile so quickly.
Summer ignored his plea, turned around, and opened the door, only to be startled by a woman passing by.
Justin chased after her closely. The woman at the door who stopped in her tracks looked up at the commotion, and when she saw it was Justin, she smiled, "Justin, what a coincidence, you're here too."
She seemed to be Justin's friend.
Summer looked down, ready to walk past the woman and leave.
For some reason, the woman suddenly stepped forward, blocking her path.
