Chasing His Kickass Luna Back

Chapter 0247

Then, Karl’s brown eyes almost seem to gloss over, and he shakes his head. “No,” he says, the denial

in his voice immediate and almost instinctive. “I didn’t try to bribe the judges. Daniel is lying.”

But even as he speaks I can see the flicker, the slightest shift in his eyes that betrays him. My heart

sinks even more than it already has.

“Karl, don’t you dare lie to me.” My voice breaks, a crack in the facade of strength and poise that I’m

desperately trying to maintain right now. “I know you. We used to be married. I can always tell when

something’s off with you.”

For a moment, he just stares at me, and it’s like I can see the war raging behind his eyes. Then, finally,

he lets out a deep and exasperated sigh.

“Okay,” he says quietly, sinking down onto a stack of boxes behind him. He tugs his mask down so I

can finally see his entire face, and then he runs a hand through his already-tousled hair.

“Okay?” I murmur, taking a tentative step forward. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Karl is quiet for several more moments that feel like an eternity, and it makes me want to reach across

the tiny supply closet and throttle him. But then, finally, he speaks.

“Daniel only has half of the truth, though,” he says, his brown eyes lifting to meet my gaze.

I frown and fold my arms across my chest. “Explain. I don’t have much time.”

As if on cue, the PA system outside flickers to life, muffled through the door of the supply closet:

“Contestants, please return to your marks in five minutes. Repeat, this is your five minute warning.”

Karl pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes my head. “Alright,” he says, as though battling with

something unspoken. “I… I did try to talk to the judges.”

My heart feels like it stops. The supply closet feels as though it’s shrinking, like I’m caught between four

walls that are closing in and will slowly crush me. The air feels hot and thick, and I can hardly breathe. I

find myself taking a few steps back and leaning against the door, one hand clutching my chest and the

other reaching for the door handle.

“You… why would you do that?” I murmur, my voice choked and thin.

Karl, seeing the disdain in my eyes, suddenly shoots to his feet. “Abby, I swear, it’s not what you think,”

he says, his hand reaching for me.

But I slap his hand away, shaking my head. “No. This can’t be happening. You… You shouldn’t have

done that, Karl!” I say, my voice rising. “No wonder the judges hate me. No wonder I’ve been doomed

to fail this whole time. Because you tried to bribe them!”

Panting, I wrap my fingers around the door handle and try to swing it open. I have to get out of here. I Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

don’t want to be here anymore, in this supply closet, in this studio, in this competition. I can’t take the

humiliation, can’t stand to look at Karl’s face. New chąpter avаilable oո Drąмanоvеls.cоm

“Abby, listen to me,” he says, his voice low and husky. “Let me explain.”