"Josh, it's been ages. You seem like a different person." Abigail grinned as she lifted the glass he handed her and finished it in one gulp.

Josh stared at her in astonishment and took a while to gather his thoughts before finally responding, "You never used to drink so boldly before."

She set her glass down, let out a soft sigh, and remarked, "Really? I hardly remember my old self anymore."

Josh felt a pang in his chest. He reached out to grasp her hand and, with tears welling up in his eyes, said, "When I was washing Andrew, I saw the bullet wounds on his shoulders and chest. I couldn't help but wonder, if it weren't for him, would I ever see you again?"

Andrew shared many stories about Abigail while he was bathed.

During those six months, she had endured gunfire and even lost her sight.

When she chose Simond, she lost her vision, and for the sake of their group and Larry, she had to give up the opportunity to leave with Sean.

"It's all behind us now." Abigail avoided dwelling on the past, as the thought of having blood on her hands inevitably filled her with self-loathing.

Josh tightly squeezed her hand and said desperately, "You won't leave again, will you?"

"I'm not quite sure." She was torn between the desire to stay after her return and the lingering memory of Luna. Despite wanting to stay, she couldn't shake the feeling that more unforeseen events might arise in the future.

She needed to figure out who sent those two messages. If it was Luna, she had to go save her.

"Abigail, you're not a superhero. You've done enough. Let me handle the rest and consider it my contribution to Luna!" Josh couldn't bear to see her put herself in danger again.

innocent as a child, helping her, but she might not be

six months," Abigail said in a low voice to Josh. She wouldn't have

And it was because of her willingness to endure hardship in training that she learned to

killing someone for the first

in a secure environment, and he was oblivious to the potential crises

was in Perou, not

Abigail's place because he didn't know, but now her words

needn't worry about me anymore.

of Sean?" He didn't

glass for a moment before breaking the silence with a smile. "Not really. I've just returned and haven't adjusted to

wine glass, filled up half of it, and then said

returning to the ship the day she decided to let go of

she cried like that, he knew her pain was genuine. Abigail finished her drink in one gulp before placing the glass down. "I'll be visiting Grandma in Quinn

walked away with

in her room, sleep still

in her dreams, everything was chaotic, with the past merging into a jumble of messy memories. When she woke up, she discovered

surprisingly alert, as if she didn't need sleep at

headed downstairs, she found Scarlett humming

sniffed, and

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