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.

Gerald,” Abby replies, her tone neutral. “I’m just

more,

if he has a problem with Abby being here, that’s

with, not ours.

grabbed it. “I got

up my arm, and I have to resist the urge to

we?” I gesture toward the

onto the cobblestone path that leads to the door. I catch up to her and we walk

palpable but not entirely uncomfortable. She glances around,

manor itself. There’s a wistfulness in her eyes

tugs at my heart.

this time at the grand

the walls. All the things

It was her home, too, once upon a time. Maybe

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

right at

she murmurs, but her voice quivers,

it open, revealing the room she spent so

the furnishings the same. In fact, I couldn’t sleep in here

I

she breathes,

move from the familiar furnishings to the photos still

eye, a candid shot of us,

to look at it for

in love with all those years ago.