Abigail’s Second Life

When Abigail woke up, she found herself lying in Analise's old house. Josh sat beside her, looking worried.

"Josh..." Abigail's eyes reddened as she still could not accept the sudden news of Analise's passing.

Josh held her hand. His eyes were bloodshot as he said, "After you left, Grandma fell ill several times, but it was also due to missing you. I took her for a few check-ups then, and the doctor said she was holding on to see you one last time."

Tears streamed down Abigail's eyes as she choked back a sob, unable to speak.

"Abigail, Grandma passed away peacefully. She is almost eighty years old, and she died without any illness or pain. It's a good thing. Don't be too sad, okay?" Josh rubbed her hand and comforted her gently. Abigail nodded slightly. She sniffled and said nothing.

One needed to take time to accept the fact that a loved one passed away, even for someone as strong-willed as Abigail.

"Rest well. The doctor examined you and said you haven't been sleeping well. If this continues, it's not good for your health," Josh said, feeling powerless.

Analise passed away all of a sudden. She didn't even leave any words behind.

"Josh, please help me handle Grandma's affairs for now. I might need some time to recover." Abigail just couldn't find the motivation to do anything right now. "Okay." Josh tucked her hand under the blanket.

into sleep as she closed her eyes again. She dreamt of

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she truly felt happiness. Whether it was her imagination or not, Abigail understood that Analise

point. As Josh said, Grandma passed away peacefully, which is a good

continued Analise's unfinished tasks, thinking she would

together and set them on fire. Then, she sat in the yard with

was slightly hunched over. Her back and forearm muscles were slightly bulging, making her

Josh that Analise had passed away peacefully, seemingly as if she had just

grew old, there would eventually come a day when they had to leave the

stood by the door and

turned her head and was

thin to meet again finally. There was a strange feeling of timidity

the cremation

yard. He couldn't quite remember the last time he had come here. Back then, the garden was full

looked at Abigail and whispered, "Please inform me when the funeral