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.

still chaotic. The gunfire

Time passed slowly.

for two hours gradually ceased, and people were talking

didn't know what was going on. She remained curled up under the bed, her body

keep

when she couldn't hold on any longer, the bedsheet was suddenly

strange, fair-skinned man holding

looked at the man, her

out!" the man spoke in fluent

outside, "There's a woman here. She could be used to suppress Simond, right?" "A woman from the Simpson

Larry tightly, and covered his mouth. She

saw the two of them tied together. There was a large gash on Martin's forehead, and Andrew was shot in the shoulder. There was blood on the floor. Abigail was

them were locked in the room, their

in her eyes, she blinked hard,

and asked, "Can

sleep, how can

guys who 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

on the door from

immediately fell

in blood and wrote on the ground,

to her. As he was truly exhausted and weakened by the loss of

whispering to Abigail, "Our luck seems to have

empathized with

had been enjoying a few peaceful months before running into this

thought, Abigail eventually succumbed

with a loud bang, jolting Abigail and Martin