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

How could she just turn her back on me like

out on the street when

about Karl. Maybe I should be staying away from

it

my hands shaking as I grip the edge of my desk. I hear the

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

kind to air my dirty laundry in public, and especially not in my

trying to hold

cheeks as I let

not long before there’s a hesitant knock

my voice breaking. I’m in no mood to deal with anyone right now, even

coming back to apologize.

look up, fully prepared

of all

narrowing my eyes. “I said

talk.” His voice is soft as he lingers in the doorway. I don’t know what to

unblinkingly up at him, praying

“Talk about what?”

and closes the door gently behind him.

with me. There’s a genuine warmth

little. It’s just like when we were together, and he

I refused to talk about what was bothering

to tell him what was going on. Now

one of those times.

it Chloe?”

my body, my lips pressing into a quivering line. And before I know it,

the room and enveloped me in a hug before I’ve had

him away, but I don’t. I can’t. I

they offer. Karl doesn’t

as if understanding that sometimes silence

I pull away slightly, my eyes still damp. “Why did Chloe turn

best friend.

come around,” Karl says gently. “You two have

breath and turn away, wiping my damp eyes with the back of

something this serious. Not over…” My

you, Karl, is what I almost say.

eyes full of genuine concern

blink up at him, caught off guard. “Why would you say that? This isn’t your mess to clean