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

as one of those

burn. How can I explain the complex web of feelings I have for Karl without sounding

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

there for me, Chloe.

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

the hospital visit. I’ve heard the tales of

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

too. For

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

when you see a

with sarcasm, “especially

the wedding bells rang. And then turned into a totally

after.”

deep breath, feeling the weight of

changed Karl all those years ago; that was

controlling.

I’d like to give him the benefit of the doubt.

emotional toll that such a commitment can

mind.

I’d like to think that Karl has changed, Chloe,” I murmur.

though?” She looks me dead in the

being ‘too revealing’? Or the way

be kept in their place? Some deep-rooted

change overnight, Abby.”

remember that incident. The way

revealing, his face all scrunched up in disdain when

perceptions.

answer, Leah reaches across the table,

truly different now, he should prove

I’ve seen and heard, he hasn’t quite done that.

least.”

“I know. I know you’re both right. And even

completely, I’m not sure if I

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

start focusing on you and what makes you

chest. “And since when did Miss Chloe become the voice

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

be entertaining a different man

“You just

with all the drama.”