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.

knew that hand belonged

her cheek. "Whether you can remember or not means nothing

All the memories of me and Grandpa."

state. Patricia

likes Vincent a ton, even if

thinks you 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

"She blames us? Grandpa wouldn't have been hospitalized if

to go home. Are you going to do that?" Sean cared more about

still hesitant about that. "I'll ask Grandma," she muttered in the

lunch box. When she saw Abigail awake, she quickly 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,

you've been exhausting

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

with regrets, and I feel sad about

your

now, I'm going to fall sick. I want to stay healthy and see you live a happy life at home." She knew Patricia hated Abigail, but

will, Grandma." Abigail ate

give them a chance to change. What do you want them to do if you