ART OF SEDUCTION
Luna recounted bitterly, her voice tinged with disbelief and hurt.
“Do you have any idea where he went?” she asked me, desperation evident in her tone. I shook my head in response, feeling a surge of frustration at Chase’s mysterious disappearance.
“That fucking slut, Sera. She sent me a selfie,” Luna exclaimed, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes once more. Her phone rang again, displaying Chase’s name on the screen. Before I could react, Luna flung her phone to the ground, the sound of shattering glass echoing through the silence of the terrace.