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

nothing more, his

it beforehand. But hell, if he has a problem with

with, not ours.

bag, but she’s already grabbed it. “I got it,” she says, our fingers brushing for

I have

gesture

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

but not entirely uncomfortable. She glances around, taking

the manor

tugs at my heart.

time at the grand staircase,

paintings of our ancestors adorning the walls. All the things that make this

It’s a home. It was her home, too, once

I ask as we ascend the stairs. Her room—the master bedroom, and I’ve decided

guest room—is right at the

her voice

swing it open, revealing the room she spent so many years in. It’s been

kept the furnishings the same. In

years; not since I thought she cheated

she breathes, stepping

familiar furnishings to the photos still sitting on top of

candid shot of us, laughing like there’s

down, although I couldn’t bear to look at it for

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