#Chapter 85: Housemaid
Abby
I’m in the kitchen organizing my thoughts, sketching out a m ental roadmap for tonight’s three-course
extravaganza as I mumble under my breath.
“Sauvignon Blanc with the salmon… Hmm… Maybe I should prepare cappuccinos with the torte for
dessert…”
Just then, the door swings open, and in walks Karl, bags of groceries in hand. Gianna, his ever-present
secretary, trails closely behind him.
My heart does a little dance at the sight of Karl, a knee-jerk reaction I’ve never been able to fully quell.
Even with my wolf being asleep, the presence he creates when he walks into a room always makes her
lurch in my mind, as though she can always sense him in her sleep.
In a way, it’s frustrating. I want to yell at my wolf for leaving me alone and then momentarily
reappearing every time the man who broke my heart walks into the room, but I know it won’t do any
good.
However, something else is on my mind right now. I can’t help but notice how well they seem to get
along, Gianna laughing at something Karl has just said. A pang of jealousy surges through me.
“Hey, Abby. Got everything you asked for,” Karl announces, setting the bags on the countertop.
I shake off the jealousy, reminding myself that Karl and I are just friends now. “Thank you, both of you.
This means a lot to me.”
“It’s nothing,” Karl replies, a softness in his eyes that makes my stomach churn with a mix of nostalgia
and longing. “Need anything else?”
I shake my head. “No. I’m good, thanks.” Then, I turn to Gianna, determined to be cordial. “How are
you doing, Gianna?”
“I’m fine,” she responds tersely, a frosty undertone to her voice. Then, shifting her attention to Karl, she
says, “Could I speak to you privately? We need to sort some things out before the dinner.”
course,” Karl says, casting a glance in my direction as if to say ‘I’ll be back
leading the way with a sense of
tighten in my stomach.
something—something that unsettles me.
snorts with what sounds like outright disgust. “G ods,
blunt honesty, I turn back to the counter. “Let’s not focus on her,
it
right, Abby,” she says. “Though, for the record, you’ve got no reason to
place, especially not
insist, although her words make me feel unexpectedly warm.
no interest
look that says she knows better, but she doesn’t
fresh salmon, vibrant vegetables, and a variety of
herbs.
ingredients, eager to
…
of scents
hand me
“Sure thing, Abby.”
the Luna, I prepared this very meal
Tonight is a reminder that I haven’t lost my
servant walks in.
a few more minutes,” I say, not taking my eyes off the
I’m about to declare it perfect, I realize that the crust isn’t quite what I wanted. It’s nearly
not quite. It would be easier to just let it slide, to declare it good enough, but
the one who
my breath, reaching for a fresh piece of salmon.
filtering from the dining
the look on her face, trying so hard to
we’ve forgotten that our ex-Luna has turned into nothing more than a
housemaid.”
that voice: Gianna. I can see the back
Heat surges up my neck and into
housemaid? Really?
That’s it.
remember that the wardrobe upstairs still houses my former life—gowns
collection of silk and sequins. A cun ning plan
you please watch the stove? Take the salmon off
dinner is ready.”
off my apron and dashing out of the kitchen
two at a
as I slide open the wardrobe doors. My fingers hover over
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