Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0136
For a few seconds, it’s as if we’re the only two people in the room. Words fail me. My mind is a thicket

of emotions, feelings too intricate and tangled to put into coherent thought.

When Karl finally sits back down, a part of me wants to run away, to escape this newfound reality

where the lines between past and present blur. But I stay put, because running would mean letting go,

and letting go means losing a piece of myself that I’ve just rediscovered.

“Now,” Karl says, raising his glass. “Let’s enjoy this delicious dinner prepared by a renowned chef.”

The room comes alive as plates are set and glasses are filled. The aroma of the three-course meal I’ve

painstakingly prepared fills the air, and the murmurs return with time.

“The food smells incredible,” remarks one of the Betas, breaking the ice. Others nod, murmuring their

agreement.

“Yes, it’s delicious, too,” Karl adds, casting me a meaningful look from across the table.

Except for Gianna. Oh, I catch her alright, barely taking a bite, making faces like she’s ingesting poison.

She doesn’t speak throughout the entire dinner, and when plates are taken away, hers is still full. She

resorting instead to swirling her wine around

stare on her

I let it pass. I don’t need her approval, not

the faces of

anyone like to dance?” Karl announces

as couples pair off, leaving Karl and me in a widening circle of emptiness. Then

me, a silent request that

do me the honor?” he

I shouldn’t,” I

Karl’s eyes are stern. “Dance with

his hand, letting him lead me to the makeshift dance

times. His body is pressed close to mine, his hand is resting on

me. It’s all I can do to keep my

from blushing.

that the expression on Karl’s

depth of emotion that I

want to attend the dinner,” he

eyes meeting briefly before I find myself having to look away again. I can’t

holding me like this. “I wanted to prove

that I’m

deepen, narrowing slightly. “Who told you that you were

towards Gianna, who stands isolated, observing us with a face like a storm cloud. I

a moment as I see the butler