Chapter 116
Abby

My apartment door shuts behind me with a satisfying click after a long day of being away from home.

With a sigh, I throw my bag on the couch, and flop down beside it.

But it’s not long before I’m on my feet again, pacing my apartment floor as I chew on my lower lip.

Karl’s proposition still lingers in my mind: going with him to the pack? To our old home?

My first instinct screams at me to not go, of course. To return to our old home together? How is that not

a recipe for disaster?

As I finally decide to pour myself a glass of wine to calm my frayed nerves, I think to myself that right

now, I really do have it all. A successful career, friends who love me, and the cook-off coming up. Why

throw a wrench into it by letting Karl back into my life in that way? We’re doing just fine as friends,

keeping everything at arm’s length between us. There’s no need for it to become more than that.

But then, there’s still a tiny sliver of myself that almost considers going with him. My life was once

entwined with his, after all. The long talks in our garden at sunset, the joy of cooking in a kitchen I had

designed myself.

But that was a lifetime ago.

I take a sip of wine, letting the bitter flavor linger on my tongue before swallowing. “Tomorrow,” I

resolve, “I’ll tell him I can’t go. It’s for the best.”

The scent of freshly brewed coffee greets me the moment I walk into the restaurant. It’s comforting and

slightly bittersweet, but also unexpected. I should be the only one here right now, and I didn’t see

Ethan’s car on the way in; but I’ve hardly made it halfway through the door when Karl suddenly steps

my line of sight, a coffee

eyes searching

reassurance.

reply cautiously.

cup out to me. “Wanted to get

and light, just the way I like it. But I can sense Karl’s true

trying to butter me up again, aren’t

and surprisingly endearing sound. “Is it

take over my voice. “And

come with you. It’s not a good idea…

his eyes is subtle but unmistakable.

nods. “I

argument, no second attempt to change my mind. Just those two

amount of times I’ve heard Karl

fact, I’m surprised. “That’s it?” I find myself saying.

anyway?”

back. “It’s your decision whether you go or not. I just wanted

little time off. But

and I’m left standing here, coffee cup in hand, my eyes wide with shock.

was to assume that he had ulterior motives

to wonder if that was ever the case

the post-lunch lull when the restaurant can finally take

moment before the chaos of dinner service

crises to deal with, I decide to leave the sanctuary

walk around the floor. But as I do, I notice Karl talking with Daisy. And it

is to approach them, maybe cr

lighten the mood as I suspect that the conversation will

here, just out of their line of sight

Daisy, what kind of food do you like?” Karl asks. His voice is genuine, not

talking to a pretty

I know it’s a little basic, but I honestly just love Italian

for the rest of my life

chuckles. “Ah, a woman after my own heart. Have

the best dish on the menu, in my opinion!

dishes like that.”

one of Abby’s specialties,” Karl says in response. I can hear

makes my heart wander a bit in my

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