Eryx was about to get back into the car and turn the whole city upside down to find Lunara, when his eyes caught sight of a woman in a short skirt dress, walking unsteadily along the road ahead.
He narrowed his eyes, a frown tugging at his brows. Something about the woman seemed oddly familiar ,the way she moved, the curve of her shoulders, looked like Lunara but she never wore skirts that short. And her hair, it looked straighter and shorter, barely grazing her shoulders.
Still, his instincts stirred. He stepped away from the car, eyes locked on her silhouette as she weaved slightly on the pavement.
"Lunara?" he called out, uncertain.
The woman halted at the sound of his voice. Slowly, she turned around, her eyes blinking as if trying to focus through a haze.
Lunara.
Eryx's chest tightened.
Her lips curved into a lazy smile when she saw him, but it faltered just as quickly into a confused frown.
"Oh… is it…" she squinted slightly, swaying on her feet, "Eryx Cyrus?"
