Chasing His Kickass Luna Back

Chapter 0287

When it was time to present, I stood by my dish, my heart hammering against my ribcage, as Professor

Hawthorne approached.

The silence stretched on for what felt like forever. I watched him closely, searching for any sign of

approval.

Then he spoke, so quietly I almost didn’t catch it.

“A+.”

That was all he said before he moved on, leaving me feeling like I was lost in a void.

The other students glanced at me, their eyes wide, whispering. I had my A+, the recognition I had

craved, but it came with a hollowness in my chest.

Why did his praise just feel like another form of punishment?

…

The room falls silent, save for the subtle sounds of spoons clicking against ceramic as the judges take

their first bites. Karl and I sit beside each other, but I’m too nervous to try my own souffle.

This is the final moment, after all. This could be make-or-break; and with Logan’s slow praise, I can’t

help but worry if I’ll wind up catering the Alpha party at the end of it all.

Then, finally, Vanessa speaks.

“Abby… You were right.” She pauses, slowly setting down her spoon as a look of wonder crosses her

features. “I haven’t had a good souffle since I was a little girl. But you… you changed that.”

I nod, blinking quickly to dispel the tears of happiness that threaten to come. “Thank you so much,

Vanessa,” I manage. “I’m glad it’s to your liking.”

Across the table, Xavier’s chuckle is warm and encouraging. “To our liking? My dear, you’ve outdone

yourself. The balance, the texture—it’s exceptional.”

My eyes drift to Karl, who is quiet; but his gaze says it all. Beneath the table, his leg moves almost

imperceptibly, and his knee brushes mine. It sends a shock through my body.

But then, Logan’s fork clinks against his plate, a sound that feels too loud in this space. I watch him

from the corner of my eye. His face is inscrutable again.

Vanessa's smile is soft around the edges as she turns to me again. “Abby, where do you find your

inspiration for these marvelous dishes?”

“My inspiration?” I manage, biting my lower lip. “Um… Everywhere, really. My friends, my family, the

world around me.”

“And this dish in particular?” Xavier asks.

Karl’s eyes glint as I speak. I can tell that he’s taken aback by my candidness. All I can do is smile at This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

him, warmth emanating from my gaze.

“Well,” Vanessa chimes in, “Ken…” She raises her glass. “Thank you for introducing this dish to Abby.”

I manage a tight-lipped smile, even as my gaze flicks to Logan again. He’s still silent, unmoving, and

hasn’t taken more than one bite of his souffle. Read at

“And Logan?” Vanessa prompts as though sensing the tension. “What are your thoughts on Abby’s

souffle? You’ve been quiet.”

All I can do is hold my breath… and wait.