Chapter 172 The Luncheon
- Karl
- The clink of silverware and the murmur of polite conversation surround me, but I feel like I’m underwater, like everything is distant and muffled.
- I’m here, but I’m also not here at the same time—my mind is a thousand miles away, tangled in thoughts of Abby. As I lazily stir my drink with my straw, I can’t help but wonder…