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.

dispelling the thought before

no ‘me and Karl.’ We’re just figuring things

think he’s changed? Really changed?” She looks

make

“Maybe. He says he wants to be better. Shouldn’t everyone get a

redemption?”

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

words warm me, but I know that there’s something lingering

leave unsaid.

not thinking of getting back together

her statement doesn’t escape me. “I promise, I’m not

think I need to be single for a while. Figure myself

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

you have so much

thoughts suddenly drifting to the kitchen

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

low growl of

I brush the thoughts of

Chloe,” I say, pulling myself back to the present. “Your friendship

she says,

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

making it whole. Chloe leaves, and I’m

swirling within

deeply.

the clatter of dishes. Life goes

my mind keeps wandering back

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

got in

Leah’s knack for impeccable timing has

her whenever I can.

a soft smile flickering across

other. You know I don’t like it when mom and

fight.”

Slipping my phone into my pocket,

make my rounds to

eyes catch movement from across the room—Karl, stepping

glances up, and for a split second,

the dark recesses

ago suddenly flare