After socializing with everyone, Elliana Lyle felt she was already drunk, her head heavy and feet light, her whole face burning.
Worse yet, she felt hot all over, a deep unease and agitation spreading through her heart, a bad premonition looming.
But she soon dispelled it.
Then she called Luna again, but still no answer. Having no choice, Elliana could only walk out of the party to the window outside, open it, and let a cool breeze wash over her, making her feel much clearer.
Leaning against the window, she looked at her phone, unsure if she should call Luna once more.
At that moment, an unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. She squinted to look at it and finally decided to answer.
"It's me, Luna!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Elliana was momentarily broken down. She asked eagerly, "Where have you been?"
"Something urgent happened here. Where are you?" Luna said smoothly, her voice interspersed with panting, as if running yet not quite.
