Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0124
I miss those days, miss what we were. The regret hits me like a ton of bricks, settling heavy in my

chest. It’s a regret that’s been there for too long, lurking in the shadows even when I was too stubborn

to acknowledge it.

Finally, after another hour and a half of driving, the towering trees give way to the familiar entrance of

my estate. I haven’t been here in a few months now, but it feels just as familiar as ever; especially with

Abby beside me.

I throw her a quick glance, hoping that I don’t see any glimmer of doubt in her eyes. “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” she says, though I catch a note of uncertainty in her voice.

I pull into the driveway, the old mansion coming into view. Before I can even cut the engine, the front

door swings open. Gerald, our family butler for as long as I can remember, steps onto the porch. His

face lights up when he sees me. “Mr. Karl!” he exclaims, shuffling out. “How nice to—” But then, his

face falls the moment his gaze lands on Abby.

“Miss… Abby? What are you doing here?” he asks, a thinly veiled note of disapproval coloring his

words.

her tone neutral.

he says nothing more,

a problem with Abby being

with, not ours.

it. “I got

have to resist the urge to pull

I gesture toward the

nods, stepping onto the cobblestone path that leads to the door. I catch up to her

tension palpable but not entirely uncomfortable. She glances around, taking in the

she once adored, the manor itself.

tugs at my heart.

continues to look around, this time at the grand staircase, the

the walls. All the things that make this place more

home, too, once upon a time. Maybe it will

the stairs. Her room—the master bedroom, and I’ve

guest room—is right at the top

voice quivers,

it open, revealing the room she spent so many years in.

but I kept the furnishings the same. In

since I

she breathes,

familiar furnishings to the photos still sitting on top of

her eye, a candid shot of us, laughing like

to look at it

the Abby I fell in love with all those years ago. Vulnerable, yet strong.