Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 73: A Feeling
Abby

My hand freezes on the spreadsheet I’m working on when I hear a knock on my door. A soft, hesitant

one that’s almost drowned out by the evening chatter of the restaurant. My heart instantly jumps to my

throat. Is it Karl? Has he decided to make another appearance?

But when I open the door, it’s Chloe standing there, her eyes hesitant but earnest.

We’ve kept our distance today, partially because of the insane lunch and dinner rush, but I think also

partially to cool off. I’m not sure if Karl’s conversation with her was successful, but the knot in my chest

loosens when I see her.

“Hey,” I manage to say.

“Hey,” she replies softly.

Neither of us says anything for a moment. The silence is thick, full of the words we’d both hurled at

each other this morning. Finally, she breaks it. “Can I come in?”

“Of course.” I step aside, letting her enter.

The door clicks shut behind her, sealing us into this tiny bubble of a moment. I feel her arms wrap

around me, almost tentatively, as if she’s afraid I might pull away. But I don’t. I hug her back, tightly,

grateful for the chance to mend this fragile piece of our relationship.

“I’m sorry, Abby,” Chloe says into my shoulder. “I was out of line.”

“I’m sorry too,” I reply, feeling a twinge of guilt for the things I’d said earlier. “We both got carried away.”

We pull away and Chloe takes a seat, her eyes scanning my face as if searching for something—

perhaps a sign of residual anger or a lingering grudge. But she won’t find any. At the end of the day,

Chloe is like a sister to me, and that’s one thing you never turn your back on.

“So, you and Karl, huh?” Chloe finally says, her tone cautious.

shake my head quickly, dispelling the thought before it even has a chance to settle.

and Karl.’ We’re

looks at

would make

don’t know,” I admit. “Maybe. He says he wants to be better. Shouldn’t everyone get a

redemption?”

down at her hands. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’ve been too hard on

know that there’s something lingering at the end of her

leave

I hope you’re not thinking of getting back

irony of her statement doesn’t escape me. “I promise,

be single

relieved. “Good. You have so much to offer, Abby. Don’t waste it

not when you have so much going

drifting to the

seemed to draw us together no matter how hard we tried to stay

just at the thought, a low growl of yearning in the distance

brush

I say, pulling myself back to the present. “Your friendship means the world

says, standing up.

hug one more time, the warmth of our friendship seeping through the c

it whole. Chloe leaves, and I’m left standing there, a strange

confusion swirling

close the door and lean against it, exhaling deeply. The night is

clatter of dishes. Life goes on,

my mind keeps wandering back

out of my thoughts. It’s a text from

Chloe mentioned that you two got in a fight earlier. Everything

for impeccable timing has always astounded me. But I’m glad

her whenever I can.

a soft smile flickering across

You two aren’t allowed to be mad at each other. You know I don’t like it when

fight.”

actually escapes my lips. Slipping my phone into my pocket, I decide to

my rounds to

catch movement from across the room—Karl,

servers. He glances up, and for a split second,

jolt through me, a spark that lights up the dark recesses of my heart, where feelings I

long ago suddenly