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

demolishing everything I

when is that any of your concern?” I find

in

pale as before. He can’t meet my gaze, and

care about you, Abby,” he

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

pause. I can understand his reasoning a

should have gotten involved. It

gaze, and it infuriates me even

room, clutching at my hair. To think that all this time I thought that Karl

better person, only for this to happen, makes me

standing in my way. “I could see how he looked at

I just

have talked to

have,” he says, his eyes darting around in

—”

hold my hand up to make Karl stop, and

I didn’t know I was holding. “You never knew,”

ingredients, at least.”

murmurs. “Abby,

I can tell when

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

a long, heavy silence. After what feels like an eternity, Karl

that makes my heart drop into my stomach. “You’re right,” he

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

figured that he’d take

I want to scream, cry, and pass out. I

Karl. How could you do

to justify himself, but he doesn’t. Instead, he

defeated look in his

words can’t fix.

“Abby, I—”

“Just don’t even bother, Karl. I’ve heard enough. And

all this time, I really thought you were changing, becoming a better man like you

a step toward me. “Trust me, Abby. I’ve

better for you. To be the

out a wry

putting as much distance between

thing in the morning. You can stay here, and you don’t have

restaurant with me. We’re