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 it even has a chance

Karl.’ We’re just

think he’s changed? Really changed?” She looks at me, her eyes almost pleading

that would make everything simple

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

redemption?”

her hands. “Maybe you’re

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

trying to leave unsaid. “…But?” I pr

I hope you’re not thinking of getting back together with him. You know you deserve

me. “I promise, I’m not planning on it,” I reassure

I think I need to be single

much to offer,

Especially not when you have so

drifting to the kitchen scene with Karl—his proximity, his

seemed to draw us together no matter how hard we

the thought, a low growl of yearning in the distance that’s

as I brush the thoughts of Karl

say, pulling myself back to the present.

too, Abby,” she says, standing

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

whole. Chloe leaves, and I’m left

swirling

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

of voices and the clatter of dishes. Life goes on, swirling around

my mind keeps wandering back to

out of my thoughts. It’s a

two got in a fight earlier.

timing has always

her whenever I can.

back, a soft smile flickering across my lips.

mad at each other. You know I don’t like it

fight.”

time, a laugh actually escapes my lips. Slipping my phone into my pocket, I decide to head

rounds to check on my

across the room—Karl, stepping out from

of the servers. He glances up, and for a split second, our eyes meet. It’s brief, but it’s enough

me, a spark that lights up the dark recesses of

long ago suddenly