#Chapter 35: Karl’s Idea
Abby

I weave through the tables, greeting my customers. A lot of my regulars are here tonight, and I stop at

Emily’s table. She’s here with her friends, Lunas like her. I know most of them from when Karl and I

were married.

Emily looks up at me, and I plaster on a smile. “Hi, dear,” she says, her tone as patronizing as ever.

“Wonderful food tonight.”

She gestures to her empty plate, and I wave over Freddy. He walks to us. “Clear these,” I say. He nods

and takes their plates away.

“He’s yummy,” one of her friends says, watching him stride away.

“He sure is,” Emily agrees.

She looks up at me and I force a smile. “Is there anything I can get for you guys?”

“No, dear. We’re just finishing up our drinks.” She lifts her martini to her lips and takes a sip.

“We were just talking about the Alpha party,” her friend Lauren adds. We used to make polite chit-chat

with each other at Alpha events. Now she looks at me like I’m miles beneath her. It makes my anger

flare. Luckily, I’ve gotten good at hiding my feelings, and I don’t think my smile changes when my gaze

lands on her.

“Oh, that should be fun,” I say.

“It’s really too bad you won’t be there,” Emily replies. “We miss having you at all these events.”

I seriously doubt she misses it at all. I don’t bother to tell her she might actually see me there. I’m

assuming Karl still plans to take me, but I haven’t inquired recently. We’re not exactly on good terms

stuffy party with him doesn’t sound all that fun. But

stuck to his word; he

what they’ll think if they see us there together. Will they think we’ve reconciled? I don’t

the wrong impression because that’s never going to happen,

say. “I’ll leave you guys with

Emily says, giving me a

close enough to hear

a number on her.”

away,

my shoulders and move on to the next table. That last remark stays with me as

It was a well-aimed

he is, finishing what he

eyes at him. His eyebrows

am to him, it’s almost like my anger heightens

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Karl

glare and stack the

new stack, there’s really nothing for

use the big-boy

all honesty, I’m getting tired of shoveling food into the garbage,

Abby, I’m sort of worried that

that she would

I set things right with

chopping block.

take a quick break,” I say to Jack. He nods. Things have

I disappear for a

my locker

my locker, and I pull

a menial task is that it’s given me a lot of time

I was pushing bits of steak into the

is his job. He’s obsessed with it. He has to be. You don’t get

being a bit

for me to exploit. And if

a

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