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

back on me like that?

when he’s clearly trying

I should be staying

But if it does, I want it to be my decision.

shaking as I grip the edge of my

about the spectacle that just

the kind to air my dirty laundry in public, and

to hold back the tears. But it’s

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

long before there’s a

breaking. I’m in no mood to deal with

coming back to apologize.

and I look up,

It’s Karl. The epicenter of all of this, in

I hiss, narrowing

talk.” His voice is soft as he lingers in the

stare unblinkingly up at him, praying that no more

“Talk about what?”

closes the door gently behind him. For

me. There’s a genuine warmth in

little. It’s just like when we were together, and he

whenever I refused

if it drove me insane, he always pushed me to tell him what was going on. Now is bound to

one of those times.

it Chloe?” he

b quakes my body, my lips pressing into a quivering line. And before I know it,

a hug before I’ve had

him away, but I don’t. I can’t.

the warmth and comfort they offer. Karl

that sometimes silence

still damp. “Why did Chloe turn on me? She was supposed to

friend, my best friend.

around,” Karl says gently. “You two have

I take a deep breath and turn away,

Not over…” My

over you, Karl, is what I almost say.

looks at me, his eyes full of genuine concern and understanding. “I’ll make it right,

“Why would you say that? This isn’t your