#Chapter 86: The Luna Returns

Abby Stepping off the last stair, the whispers and murmurs reach a crescendo before falling into hushed silence. My gaze lands on Karl, and I revel in the astonishment flickering in his eyes. There’s a moment of silence as we gaze at each other. For a moment, things are like they used to be: I’m the Luna, Karl’s wife, revered by the people around me. In my shimmering red dress, I feel like a glimmer of my old self, plus or minus a few things. I feel more mature now, but that’s how I prefer it. And as Karl gazes at me, taking me in, I think he prefers it this way, too. But why am I doing all of this, really? Am I really doing this as a knee jerk reaction toward Gianna’s comments, to prove her wrong? Or is it something else? “Ladies and gentlemen,” hKarl begins, seemingly regaining his composure, “I’d like to reintroduce Abby. As you may know, she’s prepared tonight’s meal for us. Please, join us for dinner.” A ripple of confusion sweeps across the room, bu