#Chapter 95: A Helping Hand

Abby

“Need a hand?”

Just as I’m about to toss the greasy pan into the soapy water to soak overnight and call it a night, I hear

the all-too-familiar voice call out from behind me, and everything seems to stop. It’s all I can do to stiffly

turn around, my eyes widening and my heart pounding.

There he is, standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets and his hair slightly tousled. I should be

excited to see him, but I’m not.

The nerve of him, showing up like this, after everything.

“Karl?”

“Hey, Abby.” A soft smile graces his lips, but instead of charming me like it used to, it just fills me with

rage.

“Karl, what the hell are you doing here?” My voice comes out so low that it’s hardly more than a growl.

He pauses, as though searching for the right words. Finally, when he speaks, it somehow fills me with

even more rage than before. “I miss you, Abby. Let’s work this out.”

“Work this out?” I think to myself. The thought of it almost makes me laugh, but at the same time, I

can’t hold in my rage anymore. In a knee-jerk reaction, I rip off my apron and hurl it at him, although I

would really prefer to hurl the frying pan instead.

“Get out, Karl!” I spit the words out like venom, my voice laden with a mixture of anger, surprise, and a

hint of betrayal. “You have no right to be here! I’m not working anything out with you!”

Karl, calm and collected as ever, dodges the flying apron. His eyes never leave mine, and his

expression remains surprisingly level and open. He steps forward, cautiously, as if approaching a

wounded animal.

tinged with an emotion I can’t quite place. “Just hear

okay?”

booms across the kitchen, but there’s a wavering sense of emotion

quite hide. Seeing him makes me want

once.

week since I last saw him, and yet somehow it

another, I can feel my wolf stirring

takes another step forward, his

like sincerity if I didn’t know

Abby, I just wanted to talk

my voice failing to hide

privileges when you did what you did

closer. In fact, he does more than that. In a few

distance between us, backing me up against the wall.

me, pulling me into the

push him away. I should scream and tell him to

kitchen. But I can’t.

around

her senses heightening at his touch, her

inside me starts to lift, ever

like you still belong,” I say, finally mustering up

of trying to put some semblance of distance between us,

sure if it works. “Not after what you did to

his arms loosening around me but not entirely

I did, Abby. But

Karl’s audacity, standing here like he still has a right

of emotions, wrestling with anger, confusion, and a haunting

inside of me, equally

me right now than at

be ashamed of yourself,” I finally snap, glaring at him with unrestrained fury.

ingredients, knowing fully well what they

man I loved into

Abby,” he

I hiss. “What

bribe him into leaving behind my back. Do you have any

even does something like

stands in stark contrast to his usually

is warm,

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