Abigail’s Second Life

"I haven't eaten yet," Abigail murmured. After seeing Sean with a new girlfriend, she had no appetite. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Analise walked into the kitchen.

Abigail trailed after her. She lingered at the kitchen door and watched Analise carefully.

While she stood by, she thought of everyone. Then, she sat by the window and felt a particular longing as she gazed at the moon.

She had never quite understood the feeling of homesickness until she was trapped by Simond. Analise made pasta for her and even cooked two eggs. At the table, Abigail devoured her food until her eyes stung.

Analise felt uneasy watching her. Just six months ago, everything was fine. She had Sean and a wonderful family, and her sisters had found their partners.

But then she disappeared without a word. When Analise went to the Pearsons to ask, she found out that Luna had had an accident, and Abigail had left with a stranger. Sean also broke up with her.

"Abigail, what happened between you and Sean?" Analise's voice trembled. "He's such a good man, why didn't you want him? You were abroad... who did you fall for?"

"I didn't fall for anyone. I just couldn't at the time," Abigail answered vaguely.

"I'm not asking you about your time abroad. I just want to know what your attitude toward Sean is." Analise still entrusted her to Sean.

He was such a good guy and hard to come by, Analise thought.

"It's over. I don't think about him anymore. He's found a new girlfriend who's an outgoing type. Probably suits him well." Abigail chewed on her food until her cheeks puffed out.

Just in case she had to leave again to find

Analise passed away, but now she realized it might not

her words, all hope in her

of the best person. You really don't know how to appreciate it." She slumped in her

smile. "Yeah, maybe we weren't meant to be from the start. But it's okay. It's worth it. From now on, I'll use his standards as a benchmark when looking for

tapped her on the head. "You're grown and still getting

right, Grandma."

felt a

best person and have a happy life and a

Abigail helped Analise

played a different

things obsessively because she didn't come back, day after day, worrying. Grandmother wouldn't make the

missed her to the point where they couldn't focus on their own

with you

It's just that my health isn't great; my eyesight isn't very clear, so I didn't want to bother with it." Abigail's

get to see you one last time if you don't come back," Analise continued.

great effort, and it

and slowly walking to the gazebo to sit down. "You do it, and I'll rest for a bit. I'm getting older and can't do as much as before." Abigail felt a pang of regret. She had always promised to spend

in the sky. Abigail set down her hoe and turned to

the bamboo chair in