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.

the thought before

We’re just

changed?” She looks at me,

would make

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

redemption?”

her hands. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’ve

there’s something

that she’s trying to leave

getting back together with him. You know you deserve

her statement doesn’t escape me. “I promise, I’m not planning on it,” I reassure

think I need to be single for a while.

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

Especially not when you have so much going for you

my thoughts suddenly drifting to the

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

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

brush

say, pulling myself back to the present. “Your

too, Abby,” she says,

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

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

confusion swirling

deeply. The night is still young; the restaurant is

dishes. Life goes on, swirling around

And yet, my mind keeps wandering back

buzzes on the table, snapping me out of my thoughts. It’s a text from

mentioned that you two got in a fight

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

her whenever I can.

a soft smile flickering across my lips. “Everything’s good

other. You know I

fight.”

my lips. Slipping my

to check

eyes catch movement from across the room—Karl, stepping out from the bar,

split second, our eyes meet. It’s brief, but

lights up the dark recesses of my heart, where

ago suddenly