#Chapter 47: Remember
Abby

In the dimly lit café, surrounded by the soft murmur of conversations and the aroma of fresh coffee, I sit

with my friends, watching their eyes widen in disbelief as I relay the events of the past few days.

“You broke up with Adam?” Leah, with her ever-present surprise, always finds a way to make her eyes

bulge out in an almost comical manner.

“Sort of,” I reply, stirring my iced coffee absentmindedly. I don’t want to ‘out’ Adam for his orientation, so

I decide to leave that part out. Around the restaurant, the clinking of the ice cubes and the soft sound of

voices meld together to create a soft jingle that feels oddly comforting when I need it the most. “It

was… more of a mutual thing.”

Chloe gives me a sharp glance, her red lipstick making her pouty lips seem even more pronounced.

“Mutual?” she asks. “Mutual how?”

I shake my head. “I don’t wanna get too into it,” I reply. “But I’ll just say this: it was never gonna work

out. Not in a million years.”

Both Chloe and Leah shoot me a sideways glance. Even though I’m staring down at the frothy

cappuccino sitting in front of me, I can see them look at each other in my peripherals and mouth some

silent words to each other. I pretend not to notice.

“You don’t seem too heartbroken, Abby,” Chloe finally says.

Shrugging, I admit, “I’m sad, yes, but not heartbroken. More like… hopeful.”

It’s the truth, too. Adam’s confession did make me sad; I spent the first three nights crying and cursing

the Moon Goddess. But it’s been a week now, and I feel surprisingly good. I feel free. Like a weight has

been lifted off of my shoulders. Like a whole host of opportunities lay before me, waiting to be plucked.

“Hopeful?” Rebecca repeats, arching an eyebrow. “For what?”

“For the future,” I say, smiling softly. “For new opportunities, new beginnings.”

expression instantly. She’s always been good at that.

considering Karl as one of those

web

I lie, knowing that I’ll absolutely never, ever, not in a million years, admit

was there for me, Chloe. When Adam wasn’t.

know, I know. He played the knight in shining armor, jumped in front of the

during the hospital visit. I’ve heard

insist. “He showed me a side of him that I had forgotten

too. For the

speaks up. “Both of you have

a

her voice dripping with sarcasm, “especially when the ‘familiar

sweet gentleman before the wedding bells rang. And then

after.”

deep breath, feeling the weight of

changed Karl all those years ago; that was when

controlling.

to give him the benefit of the doubt. That was

toll that such a commitment can take on

mind.

that Karl has changed, Chloe,”

he, though?” She looks me dead in the eye.

revealing’? Or the way he still

who need to be kept in their

change overnight, Abby.”

I remember that incident. The way he had commented about poor Daisy’s shirt

his face all scrunched up in disdain when

perceptions.

reaches across the table, placing a comforting hand on

different now, he should prove

seen and heard, he hasn’t quite

least.”

fingers around Leah’s. “I know. I know you’re both

not sure if I can ever trust him

to say you need a man right now?

time you finally start focusing on you

since when did Miss Chloe become the voice

I tease, implying her history with men. She’s never had

be entertaining a

retorts, her smirk in place. “You just didn’t notice because you were

with all the drama.”

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