Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 19

Abby

Tiffany crosses her arms, waiting for my answer. I don’t really know what to say to her. He’s the one who divorced me, after all. It’s not like I set out to break his heart.

“I’m not the one who decided to get a divorce,” I say, opting for the truth.

She pushes her curtain of brown hair over her shoulder, revealing the muscular lines of her shoulders. “Is that so?”

I give Karl an exasperated look. You could jump in here at any time, my gaze says. “I’m not a liar.”

If she thinks she can come in here and blame me for everything, she’s wrong. I’m not going to let her walk all over me. Karl’s cousin or not, she has no right to make it seem like I’m the one at fault for Karl’s behavior. Whatever he’s done in the years since our divorce, that’s on him. I’m not responsible for his choices.

Her frown deepens, and she shoots Karl a look.

“She’s not lying. I ended things,” he says. He avoids my gaze, drinking deeply from his glass.

It doesn’t seem to get me off the hook, though. She looks just as bothered by me as she did before. I can’t bring myself to care. After all the shit that’s gone down in the past few days, the last thing I’m worried about is whether she likes me. I’ve got enough to deal with already.

“Yes, but you had your reasons,” she answers empathetically, shooting me a venomous look. Clearly, she knows something I don’t.

I open my mouth to ask her what she means by that exactly, but Karl speaks up before I get the chance. “Let’s not get into this right now,” he says.

He looks weary and exhausted, and I almost feel bad for him. Almost. A part of me just wants to stand up and demand he tell me the real reason he left me. Obviously, he seems to have one. One he’s never deigned to tell me, not even when I begged him. I never got that closure.

He takes a long sip from his drink, and Tiffany shakes her head. “Why is she here?”

“Lay off Tiffany,” Karl says, narrowing his eyes at her. “This isn’t about you. I thought you had important people to entertain.”

The way he says it makes it clear exactly how he feels about these ‘important’ people. I can’t help but feel a little bad for Tiffany. He obviously finds her and her friends a little silly. Tiffany clenches her jaw.

“I was just trying to get you out of the house for once. You can’t sit in here working 24/7 feeling sorry for yourself. God, the whole reason I wanted to go to her restaurant is because I thought it might be nice for you to have some real food for once. You know, something actually home cooked. You can’t just survive on supplements and booze, even though you’re clearly determined to try.”

“Can’t we talk about this another time?” he says, his gaze sliding to me. Obviously, he doesn’t want me to hear this. His life might be as perfect without me as I thought it was. Social media and tabloids can be deceiving, after all.

I take a sip of my drink, looking back and forth between them. Maybe Tiffany isn’t as shallow as I first thought. It’s obvious she cares about her cousin and wants to help him. Sure, she has a bit of an abrasive personality, but she’s coming from a good place. Even if her clear dislike of me seems a bit unfair, considering Karl put himself in this situation.