Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0131
Abby

I’m seated on a lounge chair in the back lawn, soaking in the sun and the chirping of birds as a

soothing backdrop. The air smells of freshly cut grass, and I’m surrounded by the vibrant colors of the

garden—reds, yellows, and blues.. It’s peaceful, almost idyllic, but my mind is elsewhere.

I keep thinking about Karl’s words yesterday, how he never made an official announcement about my

fidelity. All morning, I’ve been getting strange looks from members of the staff—aside from Elsie, who

has never been anything but pleasant.

Part of me wants to announce it myself to set the record straight, but something tells me that most of

the staff who are unabashedly loyal to Karl wouldn’t believe me. And besides, he should do it himself.

He should be the one who admits to his shortcomings, not me.

Suddenly, my phone rings, breaking me out of my reverie. I glance down and let out a soft sigh. Ethan’s

name is flashing on the screen.

“Hey Ethan, what’s up?” I answer, my voice casual, but inside I’m wondering if something went wrong

after all. Perhaps the restaurant went up in flames, or that food critic came back for another bad

experience, or the place got robbed. Maybe all three.

to bother you on your time off. Quick question—how would you like us

new

dive into a detailed explanation,

A moment of conflict

advice.

best terms possible but keep it

questions for when I’m back. I’m supposed to be taking

vacation. Where’d you wind

mind me asking?”

family,” I lie smoothly, guilt settling somewhere in

that matter—that I’m visiting my

phone rustles, and a new voice bursts through. “Abby! It’s Chloe. Are you

flush involuntarily at her abrupt, and astute,

ap. You and Karl taking

let out a nervous laugh. “It’s

bro wnie points lately in my book

tupid. No h ooking

I assure you, I’m not

you say.

up the phone, Chloe’s words ringing all

Really, really st upid. Which is

But that was just last night,

about what it would be like to invite Karl back to my bed,

won’t act on those fantasies.

dwell on it further, I notice Gerald