His heart skipped a beat as his eyes locked onto Luna's dark hazel eyes, a mix of emotions exploded within him.
Four years of memories, longing, and regret flooded his mind.
He drank in every detail of her face–changed yet unchanged. The same sparkling eyes, now wide with shock and a hint of fear.
For a moment, he was transported back to that fateful night. The way they'd laughed, the way she had touched him, the way she'd surrendered to their passion.
But she didn't recognise him. She thought he was George, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt.
Luna pushed past him, heading furiously to the door. His brows scrunched up as he turned, watching her walk away from him.
Why was she angry?
Was she angry because of what happened that night?
He navigated his way past the crowd, followin
