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.”

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

as one of those ‘new

I explain the complex web of feelings

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

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

her eyes. “I know, I know. He played the knight

by you during the hospital visit. I’ve

true,” I insist. “He showed me a side of him that I had forgotten existed. And honestly, I

too.

finally speaks up. “Both of

when you see a familiar face

dripping with sarcasm, “especially when the ‘familiar face’ was

wedding bells rang. And then turned into a totally different

after.”

the weight of

wedding changed Karl all those years ago; that was when he started getting jealous

controlling.

of the doubt. That was years ago, and we were too

We weren’t prepared for the emotional toll

mind.

to think that Karl has changed, Chloe,” I

dead in the

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

ts who need to be kept in their place? Some deep-rooted perceptions don’t

change overnight, Abby.”

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

up in disdain when I confronted him about it. His

perceptions.

answer, Leah reaches across the table, placing a comforting hand on

If Karl is truly different now, he should

I’ve seen and heard,

least.”

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

I’m not sure if I can ever trust

the spirit. And hey, who’s to say you need a man

finally start focusing on you and what

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

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

a

“You just

with all the drama.”