Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 111
Abby

Chloe leaving sends me into a spiral.

Hot tears begin to pri ck at the backs of my eyes as I watch her fading form. Some of my other

employees are starting to trickle in, with Daisy at the helm, who nearly ran face-first into the slamming

door as Chloe brushed past her without so much as a greeting.

“Geez,” Daisy says, swinging the door open with a confused look on her face. Her ankle is all wrapped

up in an Ace bandage, but she seems much better after she rolled it. Ethan comes in behind her. I’ve

noticed recently that the two of them seem thick as thieves, but I pretend not to notice. It’s sweet, but

it’s not my business.

Daisy jerks her head toward Chloe as she approaches the bar. “What’s her problem?”

I shake my head and try to steady myself over my coffee. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Daisy, picking up what I’m implying, scurries past to the back room without a word. Ethan, however,

doesn’t take the hint. Typical men.

“You good, Abby?” he asks, limping behind the bar and pouring himself a cup of coffee from the

machine. “You look like—”

“Just… Don’t,” I interrupt, unable to hide my annoyance any longer. Ethan shoots me a confused look,

but I don’t care at this point.

Still reeling from my argument with my best friend, I storm into my office, my heels clicking angrily

against the floor. The door slams behind me before anyone can so much as utter a word, leaving me

alone at last.

I’m overwhelmed, hurt, and furious all at once. Chloe was supposed to be my rock, my confidante, my

back on me like that?

when he’s clearly trying to

Maybe I should be staying away from him.

I want it to be my decision. Not anyone

shaking as I grip the edge of my

door, no doubt gossiping about the spectacle that just unfolded. What’s

been the kind to air my dirty laundry in public,

hold back the

trickling down my cheeks as I let out a choked so

long before there’s a hesitant

breaking. I’m in no mood to deal with

coming back to apologize.

I look up, fully prepared to

It’s Karl. The epicenter of all of this,

I hiss, narrowing my eyes. “I said to go

as he lingers in the doorway. I don’t know what

unblinkingly up at him, praying that no more tears will

“Talk about what?”

gently behind him. For a moment,

a genuine warmth in his gaze,

start to crumble a little. It’s just like when we were together, and

gave up whenever I refused to talk about what

me to tell him what was going on. Now is bound to

one of those times.

it Chloe?” he

ob quakes my body, my lips pressing into a quivering line. And before I

a hug before I’ve had

be setting boundaries, I should push him away, but I don’t. I can’t. I just let myself sink into

and comfort they offer. Karl doesn’t

that

I pull away slightly, my eyes still damp. “Why did Chloe turn on me? She was

friend, my best friend. It’s just not fair,

Karl says gently. “You two

and turn away,

this serious. Not over…” My voice trails off, the implication

Karl, is what I almost

genuine concern

up at him, caught off guard. “Why would