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.

again to find Luna, she

it if Analise passed away, but now she realized it might not

heard her words, all hope

You really don't know how to appreciate it." She slumped

be from the start. But it's okay. It's worth it. From now on,

head. "You're grown and still getting fooled. You should reflect on

Grandma."

felt a

their child to find the best person and have

helped Analise

she played a different role in

she didn't come back, day after day, worrying. Grandmother wouldn't make the yard as beautiful as

her to the point where

I'll be with

It's just that my health isn't great; my eyesight isn't

afraid I won't even get to see you one last time if you don't come back," Analise continued. Abigail pursed her lips and, after a moment, said, "Tomorrow, I'll take you to see

effort,

as much as before." Abigail felt a pang of regret. She had always promised to spend

sky. Abigail set down her hoe and turned

the bamboo chair in