Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 44: The Truth
Abby

The door to my office clicks shut, its noise echoing in the room, serving as a final punctuation to Karl’s

exit.

I watch him go, and the residue of our past, thick with pain and longing, clings to me, making it hard to

breathe.

A sigh escapes me as I lean back into my chair, the cool leather pressing against my back, providing a

temporary relief.

The whiff of the past and our complicated relationship is still strong in the air. Passing a hand over my

face, I let the sensation of touch distract me momentarily. How I wish things could be different, simpler.

But my heart is still entangled with Adam’s, and the thought of ending it leaves me adrift in a sea of

uncertainty. I haven’t made my decision yet; I love Adam. He’s been my rock for a long time now. We

have plenty in common, and he’s sweet and caring…

But he just doesn’t seem to have the same passion for me as I would hope he would. He’s sweet, yes,

but I don’t feel like a priority in his life.

I want him to want me; I want him to get angry and jealous over Karl, I want him to have sex with me, I

want him to show up when he says he will because he can’t get enough of me. And yet here I am, a

ring on my finger, and he can hardly make time for me. It makes me feel worthless.

Then there’s Karl. Sweet Karl. He’s changed so much recently. He’s become kinder, more

understanding. He still has his rough edges, his undeniable Alpha attitude, but that’s what I like about

him.

But he divorced me. His words may be dripping with sweetness now, but nothing can erase that fact.

My phone vibrates on my desk, its sudden intrusion breaking through my thoughts. The screen displays

Leah’s name. Picking it up, I answer, “Hey.”

“Abby, Chloe told me about what happened. Not just with Adam, but… your burn. Are you okay?”

I glance down at my arm, the scarlet mark still raw and angry. “I’m fine now. Got the burn taken care

of,” I reply, attempting to sound more upbeat than I feel.

voice is laced with concern, but there’s

hesitate.

do you explain something

end, as though

Adam, know that I’m behind you. But…”

run back

Why does everyone assume

they think

before I can stop myself, “everyone seems to believe I’ll just fall back into Karl’s

nothing between us. And besides, if I do decide to end things with Adam, I

need to jump from one relationship to

hint of hurt evident. “Okay,

how we

to snap. “I’m sorry, Leah,” I say, exhaustion from

“It’s just… it’s

the warmth returning to her voice. “I know, Abby. It’s okay. Want

genuine smile tugs at my lips. “How about one of our weekly tea dates? With

those.”

me, Chloe, and an avalanche of pastries?” Leah teases. “It’s a date. I’ll set it

fills me. “Thanks, Leah. It means

own thoughts once again. With a sigh, I decide

the bar for one last

…

ambient lighting casts long, delicate shadows across the bar, wrapping everything in

shroud. There’s a sense of stillness, like the world has paused just for me.

mahogany counter, cradling a half-filled glass of white wine,

providing a faint comfort.

speakers, a melancholy tune that matches

up on the tables, the floor recently mopped, and a faint

is pristine, almost picture-perfect,

missing its central

last night still haunt me.

feels like a chasm has formed overnight,

relationship once held.

notice the tap on my shoulder until the

persistent. I turn, and for a split second, everything else fades

“Adam.”

and inviting, look heavy with emotion. There’s a weight

sets me

does little to alleviate the storm of emotions brewing

you doing here?” The surprise in my voice is unmistakable,

Abby,” he says, carefully taking the

as if a single spark could

my thoughts. The cool liquid does little to temper the

know if tonight’s the best