Chapter 102
“What happened?” I rush over, my eyes narrowing with concern.

“I, erm… I rolled my ankle while serving table nine. Just give me five minutes and I’ll get back out

there,” she says, grimacing with each word.

I take one look at her flushed face, her ankle swelling before my eyes, and shake my head. “No, you’re

going home. Put that leg up. I’ll take over your tables tonight.”

Daisy starts to protest, her eyes filled with worry. “But the tips—”

“Don’t worry about that. Whatever tips you miss out on tonight, I’ll cover. Just go home and take care of

yourself.”

She hesitates for a moment before finally nodding, gratitude flooding her features. “Thank you, Abby.”

“Get better, okay?” I say as she limps out of the restaurant, supported by Ethan.

I tie on an apron and grab a notepad, turning my attention to Daisy’s tables. And then I see her—Emily,

the Luna who used to be an acquaintance of mine, sitting there with her friends, smirking as if she

owns the place.

Here we go.

“Nice to see you all again,” I greet, forcing a smile as I approach the table.

“Well, well! If it isn’t Abby,” Emily says, a stiff smile taking over her features. “We were just talking about

you.”

“Were you?” I manage an equally stiff smile and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “Hopefully only

good things.”

eyes t winkling with

“Of course,” Emily says.

you started with

a cosmopolitan, and a gin and tonic,” Emily says, her tone

sweetness.

up,” I reply, making a note on

snippets of their conversation, laced with contempt. “Wow.

it was just a fluke, but

to run her own restaurant, but

the place.

know. Letting Alpha Karl

eyes.”

their words, my hands start to tremble.

weight of their comments crashing down on me. Who do

and speaking about me

“Abby, you alright?”

to see Karl standing there, his expression etched with

I lie, unable to

look fine. What

myself spilling the story about Emily and

word, his eyes darkening like a

this,” he says,

scene,” I protest, but he’s already pushing

unbreakable.

as he approaches Emily’s table and

“Evening, Ladies.”

friends perk

Emily exclaims. “What are you doing

smirks. “I work here. As a dishwasher-slash-line cook,” he says, locking eyes with

looks up, surprise flickering across her

Karl asks. “Got a problem with

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