Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 71: Turning Back
Abby

Chloe leaving sends me into a spiral.

Hot tears begin to p rick at the backs of my eyes as I watch her fading form. Some of my other

employees are starting to trickle in, with Daisy at the helm, who nearly ran face-first into the slamming

door as Chloe brushed past her without so much as a greeting.

“Geez,” Daisy says, swinging the door open with a confused look on her face. Her ankle is all wrapped

up in an Ace bandage, but she seems much better after she rolled it. Ethan comes in behind her. I’ve

noticed recently that the two of them seem thick as thieves, but I pretend not to notice. It’s sweet, but

it’s not my business.

Daisy jerks her head toward Chloe as she approaches the bar. “What’s her problem?”

I shake my head and try to steady myself over my coffee. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Daisy, picking up what I’m implying, scurries past to the back room without a word. Ethan, however,

doesn’t take the hint. Typical men.

“You good, Abby?” he asks, limping behind the bar and pouring himself a cup of coffee from the

machine. “You look like—”

“Just… Don’t,” I interrupt, unable to hide my annoyance any longer. Ethan shoots me a confused look,

but I don’t care at this point.

Still reeling from my argument with my best friend, I storm into my office, my heels clicking angrily

against the floor. The door slams behind me before anyone can so much as utter a word, leaving me

alone at last.

I’m overwhelmed, hurt, and furious all at once. Chloe was supposed to be my rock, my confidante, my

she just turn her back on me like that? All because I wasn’t willing to

when he’s clearly trying to

I should be staying away from him. Maybe this will end

it to be

I grip the edge

the spectacle that just unfolded. What’s worse

been the kind to air my dirty laundry in public,

hold back the tears. But it’s a losing

another, trickling down my cheeks as I let out a choked

not long before there’s a hesitant knock at

mood to deal with anyone right now, even if it’s

coming back to apologize.

creaks open anyway, and I look up, fully

epicenter of all of this, in a

narrowing my eyes. “I said to

lingers in the doorway. I don’t know what to say; all I

him, praying that no more tears will

“Talk about what?”

steps inside and closes the door gently behind him. For a moment, he

There’s a genuine warmth in his

It’s just like when we were together, and he always knew

I refused

it drove me insane, he always pushed me to tell him what was going

one of those times.

Chloe?”

lips pressing into a quivering line.

me in a hug before

I should push him away, but I don’t. I can’t. I just

the warmth and comfort they offer. Karl doesn’t speak, doesn’t question. He just

if understanding that

slightly, my eyes still damp. “Why did Chloe turn on me?

friend. It’s

Karl says gently. “You two have fought

turn away, wiping my

like this. Not over something this serious. Not over…” My voice trails off, the

you, Karl, is what I

concern and understanding.

would you say that?