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.

gunfire was deafening, and it

Time passed slowly.

two hours gradually ceased,

on. She remained curled up under

approached, Abigail was so exhausted that she could hardly keep her eyes open, but the

any longer, the

man holding a gun looked

eyes widened as she looked at the man, her

out!" the man spoke

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

his mouth. She

forehead, and Andrew was shot in the shoulder. There was blood

them were locked in the room,

the pain in her eyes, she blinked hard, forcing out some

looked at her and asked, "Can

I don't sleep, how can I run?" Abigail

rushed in. I was planning to run out, but guess what? The outside is full of armed men. We can't fly even if we have wings!" "We

was a knock on the door from outside. "Shut up,

immediately

to move. She dipped her toe in blood and wrote on the ground, 'Rest first. Think of a

exhausted and weakened by the loss

Abigail, "Our luck

with

they had been enjoying a few peaceful

thought, Abigail eventually succumbed

with a loud bang, jolting