Abigail’s Second Life

Luna glanced at Abigail but remained silent.

Abigail continued, "Once I've dealt with the danger around you and you're feeling better, I'll take you to see her. Once the drugs have left your system, you'll recover."

"Are you referring to a miraculous doctor?" Luna questioned.

"Luna, you have to believe that Western medicine is not all-powerful, but traditional medicine doctors have a history of thousands of years. Countless ancestors have continuously experimented, tested, and personally tried medicines, resulting in the accumulation of their wisdom. If local medicine doesn't work, traditional medicine doctors definitely can. I have faith in the wisdom of our ancestors," Abigail said confidently.

Luna looked at her, slightly moved. However, she soon showed a sense of defeat again. "It's enough if Larry is cured. Why are you wasting time trying to save me?"

Abigail knew that Luna was suffering from depression, and nothing she said would help. After all, her illness prevented her from finding interest in anything, including hope.

After Abigail had tidied up the room, it was almost dark. The room was so dirty, filled with garbage. She was exhausted, and her back ached.

"Go take a bath and wash your hair. I'll take you out for dinner," Abigail said to Luna as she sat on the now clean couch.

"Why do I need to bathe and wash my hair? You can bring the food back." Luna resisted the idea of going out.

Abigail looked at her and said, "I want to go for a walk. It's my first time in Saraville. Come with me!"

Luna frowned but remained silent.

Abigail wouldn't have asked her to go out if it had been like the morning. "Come on. Let's go." Abigail moved closer to her and gently shook

expression went from conflicted to troubled. After some time, she finally

heading to Luna's room. She picked out some nice clothes

hadn't brought anything. She had been like this before, forgetting to bring clothes and a

some clothes and a towel,"

door. You'll see them when you open the door," Abigail replied

door opened slightly, and Luna reached out to grab her

There were

watched Luna take the clothes and retreat, it took her a

self-harm when she was

out, she saw Abigail sitting in front of the couch, looking

over to

up and went to the bathroom to get a

couch as Abigail slowly

was still very soft after it

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many people... They talk too

Abigail gently ran her fingers

annoyed, but she chose to compromise in the end. "Fine. Whatever

heart ached

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