Chapter 8

• Ariana's POV
• I have been in the dressing room for what seemed like decades before I heard footsteps, I quickly got up from my sitting position and ran to the door in an attempt to pound on it for help but to my amazement, I twisted the handle and it suddenly opened revealing Dylan's angry face, "so you came here to hide to avoid your work" he yelled, my heart raced as I stared at him, trying to explain myself, "no, no, I would never do that, I was locked in, I pounded on the door but it seemed like no one was nearby"
• He raised his brow in disbelief, "let's say I want to believe you, what are you doing here in the first place?" I quickly remembered the file he had sent me to get, I quickly rushed to where I left it and brought it to him, "here is your file, I came to get it for you as instructed"  his eyes darkened and there was that glow again in it whenever he's really angry, I took a step backward as he walked towards me menacingly, "And what am I supposed to do with this?" He backed throwing the file at me, it fell open on the floor and my eyes widened, it was blank, nothing was inside.