Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 90: Sabotaged
Abby

At the mention of the email and the rare ingredients, Karl’s face turns pale. Seeing him like this

instantly fills me with an odd sense of dread as my mind begins to whirl with unending questions: why

did Adam send him that email? Why did Karl give him rare ingredients? When did Karl give him rare

ingredients?

“Karl, please tell me what’s wrong,” I say again, more urgently this time.

He takes a deep breath, then finally speaks. “I bought a ton of ingredients for Adam,” he admits, his

voice barely above a whisper. “Rare ones. For his restaurant.”

My heart is in my throat. “For Adam’s restaurant? But why?” I ask, genuinely confused.

“He asked, and I just figured I would help him out,” he murmured. But as he speaks, his eyes dart away

from me, indicating that he’s lying. I’ve always been able to tell when he’s pulling my leg.

“You’d better not be trying to lie to me right now,” I warn, my voice brittle. “I know you too well for that.”

His shoulders slump, and he looks down at his hands, gripping the edge of the bed with white knuckles.

“Alright, fine,” he finally says, his voice low. “It wasn’t that.”

“Then what was it?” I press, but deep down, judging from Karl’s appearance I’m not sure whether I

want to know the answer or not.

Karl hesitates, then takes another ragged breath as though trying to steady himself. “I gave the

ingredients to Adam to bribe him into… into breaking up with you.”

The room spins. My head is swimming with thoughts, feelings, questions. I can’t fathom why Karl would

do such a thing, and I jump up to my feet, my voice rising an octave. “You what? You bribed him to

break up with me? But why?”

“Because, Abby,” Karl’s voice is shaky, “I knew he was g ay, and that he wasn’t being honest with you.

The ingredients were a way to convince him to be just that: honest. To come clean about his

so you wouldn’t waste your time on something that wasn’t

words hit me like a sledgehammer, demolishing everything I

when is that any of your concern?” I find myself

in

as before. He can’t meet

“I care about you, Abby,” he says. “I love you. It pained me

up in a relationship with someone who didn’t feel the same way

understand his reasoning a little

should have gotten involved. It wasn’t

gaze, and

To think that all this time I thought

for this to happen,

could see how he looked at you, how he looked at

just wanted to

talked to

know I could have,” he says, his eyes darting

—”

it hits me. I hold my hand up to make Karl

I was holding. “You never knew,” I murmur. “Not

ingredients, at least.”

he murmurs. “Abby,

hiss. “I know you, Karl. I can tell when you’re lying. You didn’t know about his

fabricated this whole plan, did you? It just so happened to work

heavy silence. After what feels like an eternity, Karl finally

aching vulnerability there that makes my heart drop into my stomach.

voice filled with regret. “I didn’t know at first. I just

that he’d take the

once, I want to scream, cry, and

Karl. How could you do something

looks as if he wants to say something, to justify himself, but he doesn’t.

with a sort of defeated look in his eyes, as if realizing that there are

words can’t fix.

“Abby, I—”

him off, my voice breaking. “Just don’t

I really thought you were changing, becoming a better man like you said

take a step toward me. “Trust me, Abby.

be better for you. To be the man that

let out a wry chuckle.

pull away from him, putting as much distance between us as

You can stay here, and you don’t have to worry about

me.