Abby

The shock of seeing Karl drenched and out of breath still hangs in the air as my mind races, trying to

piece together why he’s in this state, why he’s been missing all day.

“Karl, what happened? Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been? We

needed you today!”

The words tumble out in a rush, fueled by anger, annoyance, and although I won’t admit it, maybe a hint of

relief at seeing that he’s here and that he seems okay.

Karl looks at me, his eyes apologetic. “I’m sorry, Abby. I know I messed up, not showing up and not

answering your calls, but it’s because I was trying to do something for you.”

My brows knit together in confusion. “For me?”

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carefully. “I went to find those black truffles you

competition.”

eyes widen. “You

me his story: about the sketchy

about Adam, and

me about,” he says, still drying his soaked hair

kidding about those guys. The

It’s close to where we were mushroom hunting the other day.

heard. Maybe they caught a trespasser, or maybe they were warning shots… for

after hearing this. Suddenly, I don’t care

safety. “Karl, are you insane?

got caught, Abby. Had to jump into a

twists into knots, both from relief and the

have been hurt, Karl. Go d, you could

shrugs, his eyes downcast. “Yeah, but I wasn’t. I’m here. And

really wanted to bring

takes a second for his words to register, for me to process the depth of what

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