Lumi’s POV
I walk out of the room faster than I should. My heels hit the floor harder than usual, each step sharp, controlled, like I’m trying to shake something off. It doesn’t work, because it’s still there.
That feeling, that tight, irritating, confusing pull sitting right in my chest. And the worst part? I don’t even know what I’m supposed to call it.
Annoyance? Embarrassment? Frustration? All of it. None of it. Yeah, it sounded really good in my head that I thought it will be easy to do.
I exhale sharply as I step back into the main club area. The noise hits me immediately, music, voices, movement, but it all feels… distant. Muted even.
Like I’m not fully back yet. I spot Clover instantly, still at the bar. Her head snaps toward me the second she sees me. And the look on her fac
