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 it was

Time passed slowly.

gradually ceased, and people were talking softly and

going on. She remained curled

she could hardly keep her

on any longer, the bedsheet was suddenly

fair-skinned man holding a gun looked

eyes widened as she looked at

man spoke in fluent

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

tensed up, holding Larry tightly, and covered his mouth. She

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

of them were locked in the room, their eyes

eyes, she blinked hard, forcing

looked at her and

how can I

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

there was a knock on the door from outside. "Shut up, or I'll

three immediately fell

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

exhausted and weakened by the loss of blood,

off to sleep, Martin remained wide awake, whispering to Abigail, "Our luck seems to have run out. Being alive

empathized with his

they had been enjoying a few peaceful months before running

in thought, Abigail eventually succumbed

a loud bang, jolting