Chapter 163
My hand trembled as I put down my fork. My entire body went cold.
Before I could react, my phone buzzed on the table. I snatched it up, Lorik’s name flashing on the
screen.
“Did you see the news?” Lorik’s voice was urgent, almost strained. “The car they were in–it was involved in the accident. I don’t know if they’re alive or dead.”
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My stomach twisted into knots. The idea that Cerelly and Derrick might have been caught up
mething like this was unthinkable, no matter how frustrating they were. But I couldn’t ignore the suspicion creeping into Lorik’s voice. “I don’t think this was just an accident,” he continued. “There’s something more going on.”
“I agree,” I replied, my voice steadier than I felt. “But we need to be cautious. I’ll organize a professional search and rescue team to help. This is serious. I need to be there.”
“You don’t need to-”
“I’m the Luna. I can’t sit here and do nothing.” My tone left no room for argument. “Arrange for someone to pick me up. I’ll meet you at the site.”
Lorik paused for a moment on the other end of the line, then relented. “Fine. I’ll send a car. Be ready.”
An hour later, Lorik’s car pulled up outside. I stepped out into the chilly night and climbed into the back seat, the driver nodding politely before accelerating toward the accident site. The drive was
long and tense, the darkness outside the windows reflecting the heaviness in the air. After more than three hours, we finally arrived at the location.
The scene was even worse In person. Smoke still drifted lazily into the sky, the scent of burnt metal and gasoline thick in the air. Emergency personnel were everywhere, coordinating search and rescue efforts. Floodlights illuminated the wreckage, casting long, eerie shadows over the
destruction.
Lorik was already there, pacing near the perimeter of the wreckage. When he saw me, he approached quickly, his eyes dark with worry. He took my hand, his grip firm but reassuring.
*The teams are searching,” he said quietly, glancing over at the ongoing efforts. “There’s nothing we
can do but wait.”
J–nodded, though the pit in my stomach was growing by the second. The cold night breeze tugged at
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my clothes, and I shivered despite myself. Without a word, Lorik slipped off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. He was left standing in just his shirt, the fabric clinging to his well defined chest and arms, but he seemed unfazed by the cold.
“You should keep it,” I protested, reaching to hand it back to him. “You’ll get cold.”
Lorik’s hand gently pressed mine, keeping the jacket in place. Tm fine. You need it more.”
His voice was soft, almost tender, and the look in his eyes was warmer than the night air. I relented. pulling the jacket tighter around me.
The hours passed slowly as more families arrived, their faces drawn tight with grief and worry. Some sobbed quietly, clutching each other for comfort. Others simply stared at the wreckage, their
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