#Chapter 231: Safe & Sound

Abby I’m standing in my old bedroom, surrounded by the furniture that I used to call my own, when there’s a knock on the door. Karl’s voice comes through a moment later before I can even get up. “Abby?” I jump to my feet and start smoothing down my hair for reasons that I can’t even begin to comprehend. “Come in.” The door opens, and Karl steps in. He looks as handsome as ever in his tailored suit, his hair neatly combed to the side. I suddenly feel like a slob in my oversized sweater and jeans with my hair in a messy bun from the three-hour car trip. “Hey,” he breathes. I swallow. “Hey. I can see the surprise and warmth in Karl’s eyes as he takes in my presence. A few moments pass, and then, unable to contain myself any longer, I rush towards him and throw my arms around him in a tight hug. “Karl,” I whisper into his neck, taking solace in his warmth. “I missed you.” Karl wraps his arms around me, holding me close. “I missed you too.” We stay like that fo