Abigail’s Second Life

Luna informed Josh of their impending marriage, eliciting an overwhelming sense of joy as if he could soar through the skies. He brought the license and a makeup artist to the hospital to assist Luna in her preparation.

Abigail sat next to them, watching the makeup artist apply makeup to Luna while she texted Sean. 'Luna and Josh will be joining us in matrimony.'

She thought, If all proceeds as planned, we should return by one or two in the afternoon.

After dispatching the message, she reclined on the couch and observed the trees swaying in the wind. The rustling sound gradually induced drowsiness, eventually leading her to sleep.

Analise, whom Abigail hadn't seen for an extended period, manifested in her dream. Someone guided Abigail into the mist, yet Analise intervened and pulled her back. She trailed behind Analise leisurely, keeping a close eye on her, and felt compelled to confide. "Grandma, I have decided to marry Sean."

Analise turned to gaze at her, her countenance exuding kindness. With a mere smile, the dream vanished.

Abigail awoke from her dream brimming with joy. Although she knew it was a dream, it still elicited feelings of pleasure. She retrieved her phone and observed that Sean had not responded yet, prompting her to await his reply patiently.

Luna was elegantly attired in a white dress that resembled her skin tone, seated on the bed in a manner reminiscent of an ailing princess.

Time elapsed at a slow pace.

After lunch, Abigail had not yet received a response from Sean, prompting her to contact him via phone.

Xavien responded.

"Where's Sean?" Abigail inquired of him.

"Mr. Graham has been apprehended." Xavien's tone carried severity.

Abigail experienced a moment of physical weakness in her legs, causing her to struggle to maintain her balance.

Luna observed an anomaly and inquired hastily, "What is the current situation?"

a slightly apologetic glance towards Luna. "Inform Josh that the

individual of elevated status, Luna. I extend my apologies." Abigail uttered with reddened eyes

thought, The marriage could wait. What concerned me was whether my

Pendorf, she inquired of Xavien, her eyes tinged with redness, "For what reason was he

Jonell, Mr. Graham employed Thesos mercenaries to

deep breath. Her eyes were red, with tears hanging from her eyelashes, rendering her fragile and helpless. "Is there no solution

simply left me waiting

Abigail lapsed into silence

momentarily before softly uttering,

acceptable. Let us pause momentarily. If we

will

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conversation at that time.

incarceration. I will patiently

of the duration."

comfort by patting her

and Xavien

she observed

and in a distressed condition, unable

Her voice quivered, rendering her unable to articulate, already constricted by tears. Kadrick retreated two paces, allowing Xavien to

emotions. To the best of my knowledge, the situation remains unresolved. He

Kadrick conveyed a

discussing this matter. Content

at him with gratitude. "Can

first deliberate on this at

asleep at the hospital, Abigail observed his