Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 153

Chapter 0153
Abby

“Need a hand?”

Just as I’m about to toss the greasy pan into the soapy water to soak overnight and call it a night, I hear

the all-too-familiar voice call out from behind me, and everything seems to stop. It’s all I can do to stiffly

turn around, my eyes widening and my heart pounding.

There he is, standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets and his hair slightly tousled. I should be

excited to see him, but I’m not.

The nerve of him, showing up like this, after everything.

“Karl?”

“Hey, Abby.” A soft smile graces his lips, but instead of charming me like it used to, it just fills me with

rage.

“Karl, what the hell are you doing here?” My voice comes out so low that it’s hardly more than a growl.

He pauses, as though searching for the right words. Finally, when he speaks, it somehow fills me with

even more rage than before. “I miss you, Abby. Let’s work this out.”

“Work this out?” I think to myself. The thought of it almost makes me laugh, but at the same time, I

can’t hold in my rage anymore. In a knee-jerk reaction, I rip off my apron and hurl it at him, although I

would really prefer to hurl the frying pan instead.

“Get out, Karl!” I spit the words out like venom, my voice laden with a mixture of anger, surprise, and a

hint of betrayal. “You have no right to be here! I’m not working anything out with you!”

Karl, calm and collected as ever, dodges the flying apron. His eyes never leave mine, and his

expression remains surprisingly level and open. He steps forward, cautiously, as if approaching a

wounded animal.

please,” he begins, his voice tinged with an emotion I

okay?”

booms across the kitchen, but there’s a

him makes me want

once.

week since I last saw him, and yet somehow it feels like

from one another, I can feel

and takes another

look like sincerity if I

wanted to

talk?” I scoff, my voice failing to hide

you did what you did with Adam.

fact, he does more than that.

distance between us, backing me up against the wall. I feel myself

into

scream and tell him to get the hell out of my life,

kitchen. But I can’t.

admit it, his arms around me feel like a missing piece snapping back into

stir, her senses heightening at his touch, her anxiety ebbing away. The

me starts to lift, ever

just walk in here like you still belong,” I say, finally mustering up

put some semblance of distance between us, both physical

works. “Not after what you

me but not entirely breaking our contact.

what I did, Abby. But

standing here like he still has a right to be a part of my life.

with anger, confusion, and

pace restlessly inside of me,

at me right now than at him, as angry as it

I finally snap,

well what they would mean for us—what it would

You manipulated the man I loved into leaving

Abby,” he says, “He

orientation, Karl,” I hiss. “What matters

leaving behind my back. Do you have any idea

even does

turning a shade that stands in stark contrast to

warm, and

me back to a

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