Abigail’s Second Life

Martin leaned over to her and took a look. "Cook me a meal. It's okay to eat Siverdian cuisine for a few meals, but how can I eat it for a few days in a row?"

It's either hamburgers or beef pasta, and Martin had eaten them all.

"Okay." Abigail smiled.

The feeling of stealing a bite made her feel awesome.

She made extra and prepared a portion for Andrew as well.

And so, it went on for almost a week.

Late at night, there was a "bang" of gunfire, startling Abigail awake from her sleep and even causing Larry to cry in fear.

Abigail comforted him and, in a panic, quickly opened the window and crawled under the bed with Larry.

Soon, the sound of gunfire outside began.

In the chaos, there were screams and cries, and Abigail tightly covered Larry's ears.

With a muffled bang, the door of her room was kicked open.

Abigail saw that the bed was hollowed out. She quietly grabbed the iron frame under the bed, pressed Larry tightly against her body, and stuck him to the bed board. Fortunately, she had trained with Simond. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"They escaped through the window," someone whispered.

But they were still not at ease. They lifted the bed and checked the cabinets, making sure there was no one before leaving.

Abigail didn't know what happened to Martin and Andrew in the next room. Her heart was pounding. She covered Larry's mouth, afraid to make a sound.

The gunfire was deafening, and

Time passed slowly.

gradually ceased, and people were talking

on. She remained

could hardly keep her eyes open, but the occasional footsteps outside had not

when she couldn't hold on any longer,

strange, fair-skinned man holding a gun looked

eyes widened as she looked at the man,

out!" the man spoke in

the child in her arms and said to the others outside, "There's a woman here. She could be used to suppress Simond, right?" "A woman from the Simpson Family who hasn't been killed should be useful. Oh, and there's

Larry tightly, and covered his mouth. She

and Andrew was shot in the shoulder. There was blood on the floor. Abigail was tied to the bed

locked in the room,

Abigail's eyes were bloodshot. Feeling the pain in her eyes, she blinked hard, forcing out

and asked,

sleep, how can

to run out, but guess what? The outside is full of armed men.

on the door from outside. "Shut up, or I'll kill

three immediately

legs were still able to move. She dipped her toe in blood and wrote

exhausted and weakened by the

to sleep, Martin remained wide awake, whispering to Abigail,

with

had been enjoying a few peaceful months before running

Abigail eventually succumbed

open with a loud