Abigail’s Second Life

Luna closed her eyes.

"I'll make it for you again until you can eat it without feeling nauseous," Abigail said, fixing her hair. "Don't worry, I'm here to take care of you. I won't feel tired or bitter. As long as you can eat a little, I'll be happy."

Luna looked at the smile on Abigail's face, and her eyes welled up. "I'm sorry... I'm too weak."

"What nonsense are you talking about? No matter what, I won't give up on you." Abigail exhaled and gently pinched her face. "It's okay. Why don't you come to the kitchen with me and help me out?" "Okay," Luna weakly replied.

Abigail tidied up the kitchen and took Luna out to buy ingredients.

During this time, Abigail secretly retrieved the recipe that Sean had written for her. She bought the necessary ingredients and then took Luna home.

Abigail stayed with Luna for three days, and Simond gave Abigail some sleeping pills.

That night, Luna drank the freshly squeezed juice that Abigail had made for her and soon fell asleep on the couch in the living room.

Simond came in from outside and brought Zack with him.

When she saw Zack, Abigail felt a bit awkward.

to need his help

first checked Luna's eyes to ensure she was truly asleep. Then, he began to draw her

and

with a blanket and then left the room with Simond

trust her?" Abigail

laughed cheekily. "Whether Luna has betrayed you is still uncertain. Yet, you tell her everything, including where Larry is. Aren't you afraid she'll inform

retorted,

that?!" Simond's face became serious. "I understand that you're concerned about her, and I also know that you used to be friends who shared everything. She selflessly supported you

tightly at her sides. She tried to control her anger until her whole body stopped

in your actions, but you have to consider her current situation rationally. She's in a dangerous circle, but whether she herself is part of the problem is still uncertain." Simond circled around her, and

cooling down until, finally, she calmed down. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet

before because you weren't cooperating with me. But now you are. You can expose yourself,

speechless, like a wounded

kind to Luna on one hand and guarding against her on the other, Abigail

Simond said,

room. She looked at Luna sleeping on the couch and ran her hand through her

Luna slept soundly.

was much better than yesterday.

the antique market again today," Luna said to Abigail, who