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

to swirling

deathly stare on

it pass. I don’t need her approval, not when I see the

the faces of everyone else in the

like to dance?” Karl announces once the plates are

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

a silent request that sends an unexpected

do me the honor?”

I shouldn’t,”

stern.

as I take his hand, letting him lead me to the makeshift dance

close to mine, his

I can do to keep

from blushing.

notice that the expression

holding a depth of emotion that I can’t quite

didn’t want to attend the dinner,” he says quietly.

our eyes meeting briefly before I find myself having to look away again. I

he’s holding me like this. “I wanted to prove someone wrong,” I murmur, staring

that

“Who told you that you were just

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

I see the butler lean