Kyle POV
I can't believe what I am seeing in front of me. My Eryn. I have been waiting for this moment for over a year, and now that it is here, she is in the arms of another man. I expected her to wait for me. I assumed that she would have understood the position I was put in. I never wanted to hurt her.
I take a step back and look at her. She is wearing a tight black tank top, cut-up jeans, and combat boots. It is a far cry from the preppy outfits she used to wear. Tattoos cover both of her arms and a few peek out from the top of her tank. The blue hair and the tattoos seem out of character for her. They are definitely not befitting of a Luna, but all of that can be changed later. Tattoos can be removed, and hair grows.
She has changed over the past year, but not just her app
