The man stared deeply into my eyes, his gaze complex, as if he had something to say but held it back.

We locked eyes for what felt like an eternity before he reluctantly let me go.

I immediately pulled his hand away and freed myself from his grip. Then, without hesitation, I swiftly sat up, pulled my skirt back on, and hurriedly adjusted my clothes.

As I reached the door, I paused for a moment and left him with a final remark.

"Leave. ...