Trevor glanced around, seemingly puzzled but complied, positioning himself with his back to Tyrone.

With a quiet exhale of relief, Sabrina took a seat across from him. She nibbled on a cake, sipped her wine, and enjoyed her chat with Trevor.

They engaged in conversation, discussing everything from Trevor's classmates to his intriguing stories during his time studying abroad.

Sabrina also chimed in, sharing her own university experiences, including the fact that she once participated in an exchange program abroad, even though she didn't recall many details.

As they conversed and chuckled, the gap between them seemed to naturally narrow.

Lifting her eyes, Sabrina found herself Locking gaze with Tyrone.

His face drained of color, marched in the direction of her and Trevor.

She couldn't let Tyrone see Trevor!

Sabrina considered it a stroke of bad Luck and promptly placed the wine glass back on the table. She informed Trevor, "Sorry, I need to use the restroom."

With that, she stood up, clutching her dress, and dashed off in the direction of the bathroom.

A feeling of panic drove her to hurry away.

Tyrone, witnessing her rapid retreat, wore an inscrutable expression.

With a brief motion of his tongue over his back teeth, he pivoted and pursued,

After spending a brief time in the restroom, Sabrina cautiously peered outside.

There was no one in the corridor.

Tyrone didn't chase after her, which made Sabrina more worried.

Did Tyrone go to see Trevor?

With hastened steps, she made her way back to the hall.

Suddenly, a firm grasp on her arm disoriented her.

Regaining her senses, Sabrina found herself pinned against the door of the men's restroom.