Chapter 82 Please Look At Me

Amid the rapidly escalating tension, the boutique door swung open with a forceful thrust. "What happened?" Tyler's voice was a mix of concern and urgency as he rushed into the scene. In his haste, he collided with Linda, their brief clash sending her tumbling to the ground. With surprising swiftness, she picked herself up, panic written across her features as she darted away from the unfolding chaos.

Tyler's gaze flickered from Linda's retreating figure to me, lying on the ground, my hands clutching the stained fabric of my dress. He narrowed his eyes and hurried to my side. His breath hitched when he saw the crimson stain on the floor, his lips parting as if to say something, but the words remained unspoken. From his eyes, I could tell how serious the situation was.