Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

I’m sitting by myself in the breakroom, my fingers wrapped around a cardboard

cup of coffee from the vending machine. The coffee has already gone cold, but

it’s not like I was drinking it anyway. The taste was too bitter for what I need right

now.

Karl stepped out just a few minutes ago. He said he had to make a call, and I’m

too numb to question it. Right now, I welcome the silence of the breakroom. I

needed it after that little display on the stage.

I can still feel the heat from the stage lights, the biting sting of Logan’s harsh

words. “You should know your ingredients.” His voice replays in my head like a

Enter title…

voice pulsing alongside the pounding headache I have

now.

door swings open, and Bryan strides in, his phone pressed to

distracted nod before he murmurs an apology and exits

no doubt seeking privacy for his call.

my chagrin, Daniel enters

me, his eyes lip up with a smirk

blood boil.

there, Abby,” he says, pouring himself

I expected. Just like his

it?” The accusation leaps from my lips before

can weigh the consequences.

leaning back against the counter, his eyes narrowing into

station? Please. I don’t play games, Abby.

were switched. You were the only one who—” I start,

It’s too much of a leap, and I

evidence.

didn’t, you

smell, by taste.” Daniel’s sneer is sharp