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.”

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

one of

cheeks burn. How can I explain the complex web of feelings I

I lie, knowing that I’ll absolutely never,

there for me, Chloe. When Adam wasn’t. There’s no

I know. He played the

during the hospital visit. I’ve

insist. “He showed me a side of him

changed, too.

the mediator, finally speaks up. “Both of you have a

see a familiar face

her voice dripping with sarcasm, “especially when the

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

after.”

breath, feeling the weight of Chloe’s words. She’s not completely

all those years ago; that was when he

controlling.

benefit of the doubt.

prepared for the emotional toll that such a commitment can take on

mind.

to think that Karl has

in the eye. “Remember last week? That little

about her shirt being ‘too revealing’? Or the way he still speaks

like they’re slu ts who need to be kept

change overnight, Abby.”

way he had commented about

disdain when I confronted him about it. His old

perceptions.

Leah reaches across the table, placing a comforting

Karl is truly different

in everyday life. And from what I’ve seen and heard, he hasn’t quite

least.”

“I know. I know you’re both right.

not sure if I can ever trust

“That’s the spirit. And hey, who’s to say you need a man right now? After all, you’ve

finally start focusing on you and what makes you

my chest. “And since when did Miss Chloe become

I tease, implying her history with men. She’s never had a long-term relationship,

to be entertaining a

smirk in place. “You

with all the drama.”