Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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Abby

Daniel and I fall silent as Bryan and Mr. Thompson suddenly walk into the room,

Daniel’s earlier remarks still ringing in my ears.

But as my eyes flick from Bryan, whose eyes are red-rimmed and swollen, to

Mr. Thompson, whose face is somber, I suddenly find myself forgetting all about

my argument with Daniel.

“Bryan, are you okay?” I ask, taking a step forward.

He looks up, his eyes full of an emotion that strikes me instantly. Bryan has

been the quiet sort throughout this entire competition, focused entirely on his

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work. But now, he suddenly appears as though his very soul is slipping out from

him, like the rug was just ripped from beneath his feet.

“It’s private, Abby—” Mr. Thompson begins, but Bryan cuts him off.

“No, no, it’s fine,” Bryan says. “It’s just… um…” His voice quivers, and there’s a

pause before he finally takes a deep breath and speaks. “It’s… It’s my mom,” he

whispers, the words catching in his throat. “She passed away. Just now.”

The room tilts a little, my heart dropping to my stomach. The competition, the

rivalry, the argument with Daniel—all of it suddenly seems to fade into

nothingness.

“Oh, Bryan… I’m so sorry,” I murmur.

He nods. “She wasn’t doing so well, and has been in the hospital for a while. I

by her side, but…”

“I was here instead.”

his posture stiff. I glance over

eyes, something telling

now. Empathy isn’t in the cards for him;

“I’m dropping out.”

me like a ton of bricks. I’m at a loss for words,

my mouth agape.

speaks up, his usually jovial demeanor masked by

and urgency. “We’re very sorry to see you go,

Feel free to go; we’ll

blurts out, that

apparent.

Thompson turns, his hands clasped behind his back,

mode. “The final round

two, Abby and

narrow. “But the

the second round will not be

look. “Regardless of scores, you are

the two remaining finalists.”

feel a bitter sense of

acrid than that of my bitter tiramisu. But I push it

Bryan, whose world has just

start, taking a few steps toward

now. “I… If

as I speak, and I

I step

unexpected—especially from me, to

I know he needs this right

just been slapped. But

wrap around my shoulders, hiding

surprise in his embrace, as he

one of his

few moments, locked in this embrace. The room is

Daniel’s eyes boring holes into the back

Bryan’s shoulders tremble, a silent sob quaking

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