Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#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.”

snorts, reading my wistful expression instantly. She’s always been good at that. “Don’t

Karl as one

How can I explain the complex web of

never, ever, not in a million

there for me, Chloe. When Adam wasn’t. There’s

He played the knight in shining armor, jumped in

visit. I’ve heard the tales of

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

too.

“Both of you have a history together. It’s natural

when you see a

Chloe chimes in, her voice dripping with sarcasm, “especially when the ‘familiar face’ was

the wedding bells rang. And then turned into a totally different

after.”

deep breath, feeling the weight

the wedding changed Karl all those years ago; that was

controlling.

somehow, I’d like to give him the benefit of the doubt. That was

We weren’t prepared for the emotional toll that such a commitment can

mind.

Karl

the eye. “Remember last week?

revealing’? Or the way he still speaks about

be kept in

change overnight, Abby.”

heart sinks. I remember that incident. The way he

revealing, his face all scrunched up in disdain when I confronted him about

perceptions.

across the table,

different now, he should prove it, not just

life. And from what I’ve seen and heard,

least.”

know. I know you’re both right. And even if he

I’m not sure if I can ever trust

And hey, who’s to say

finally start focusing on

“And since when did Miss

history with men. She’s never had

entertaining a different man every

in place. “You just didn’t notice

with all the drama.”