Abigail’s Second Life

"Grandpa... Grandpa!" The voice of the girl was still replaying in Abigail's mind. She couldn't control herself, and she started crying. She grabbed Sean's shirt tightly, crying, though she had no idea she was doing that.

A doctor came charging in, and chaos ensued. Sean had to pick Abigail up in his arms, and he quickly told Analise, "She probably remembered something." Then, he took Abigail out of the room.

Analise took the box and followed Sean.

One whole day had gone by when Abigail regained her consciousness. She sat on the bed, muttering, "What happened... to Grandpa?"

"He was announced dead yesterday." Sean looked at her, feeling worried.

Abigail hugged her legs, staring at the white blanket vacantly. Silently.

Sean was still gazing at her, feeling sorrowful. "What did you remember?" Gary just woke up, and he died because he got too mad.

"Just little bits. I saw my younger self throwing paper airplanes while I was on Grandpa's shoulders," Abigail said slowly. "I saw myself falling into the sea. Where's my golden lock?"

Sean took the lock out of his pocket and handed it to her. Abigail took it and held it tightly as she stared at it. "I remember this lock, just a little bit. Do you know why I like designing? Because this lock has always been in my memories. It's beautiful and timeless. I remember a hand holding it while I was trapped under the dark waters." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

now knew that hand

can remember or not means nothing now,

you know that? I want to remember everything. All the memories of

your time. The Pearsons aren't in a good state. Patricia seems to hate

"Because she likes Vincent a ton, even if that

killed her husband. None of this would've happened if you hadn't gone to the ward, or so she thinks. She thinks you shouldn't go back home at this moment in time, and she blames your parents for doing

Grandpa wouldn't have

you going to do that?" Sean cared more

"I'll ask Grandma," she

came over. "You're finally awake. You made me worry!" Analise was already sobbing and couldn't say a word. "I was worried sick..." "I'm fine. I just remembered some memories, and it hurt my head, but I'm better now." Abigail wasn't

been exhausting yourself. You have to

Analise isn't getting any younger. I shouldn't make her worry. While Abigail was eating, she asked

left... with regrets, and I feel sad about it, too. I should never have lied and not let you go home.

your

much. If I do that now, I'm going to fall sick. I want to stay healthy and see you live a happy life at home." She knew Patricia

will, Grandma."

do you want them to do if you won't give them a chance?" Analise checked