#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.

begins, his voice tinged with an emotion I can’t quite place. “Just hear me

okay?”

kitchen, but there’s a

him makes me want

once.

been a week since I last saw him, and yet somehow it feels

another, I can feel my wolf

unperturbed by my demands and takes another step forward, his eyes

sincerity if I didn’t

Abby, I just wanted to

to talk?” I scoff, my voice failing to hide the

what you

In fact, he

us, backing me up against the wall. I feel

around me, pulling me into the warmth of

scream and tell him to get the hell out of my

kitchen. But I can’t.

his arms around me feel like a missing piece snapping back

her senses heightening at his touch, her

accumulating inside me starts to lift,

walk in here like you still

of trying to put some semblance

it works. “Not

loosening around me but not entirely breaking our contact.

Abby. But I had

standing here like he still has a right to be a part of my life.

wrestling with anger,

seems to pace restlessly inside of me, equally agitated and conflicted, although

me right now than at him, as angry as it

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

rare ingredients, knowing fully well what they would mean for

man

he says, “He

Karl,” I hiss. “What matters is that you decided

him into leaving behind my back. Do you have any idea how

does something like

pales, his face turning a shade that stands in stark contrast to his usually

warm, and for a fleeting

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