As soon as the car rolled to a stop, Lunara wasted no time. She pushed the door open and hurried inside, her heart still heavy from everything that had happened. She didn't want to see Eryx right now, not when she was still feeling frustrated from their conversation.
She headed straight to Naomi's room, her safe space, the one place she could always escape to. But when she reached for the doorknob, it wouldn't budge. Locked.
Her stomach dropped. 'Why was it locked? Naomi never locked her room.'
Panic bubbled in her chest as she glanced over her shoulder, checking for Eryx. He was not coming inside yet, probably still talking to Callum near the car. But that wouldn't last long. Any minute now, he'd come inside, and she had no intention of facing him.
Frantically, she turned on her heel and rushed down the hall, checking every possible hiding spot. The guest room? No, he'd check there first. The laundry room? Too open. Under the staircase? Too humiliating.
