Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail couldn't help but chuckle.

After several turns, it was finally her chance.

"Well, it seems luck's on my side tonight. Only now it's my turn," she said with a smile and tossed an even number. Luck, as they say, could be a mixed bag.

"What's your choice of song?" Sean wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Mary Grows Old," she replied.

Sean paused, a moment of contemplation passing over him.

It happened to be his favorite track from their cherished collection of records.

Despite three years of marriage, he had never revealed to her his fondness for this particular song.

"Why do you choose this one?" he asked, his smile curious.

"The day you brought that record home, I noticed you listening to it once and then carefully stashing it away. I figured it had to be your favorite since you never played any of the other tracks," she explained. Sean looked at her in silence for a moment, then gently kissed her cheek. "You've known all along what I liked and never said a word. That's something special."

It wasn't that she could endure it. At that moment, she felt like he didn't fancy her, so she kept quiet.

"Can you sing?" She threw the question at him, a teasing glint in her eyes.

Sean took the microphone and smiled gently. "Of course I can."

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They were like aged wine, emitting a subtle yet rich aroma.

His voice was soft, and his gaze

came time for harmony,

commenting, "On such a joyous occasion, singing songs about time passing

we like, right? It's not like you're unhappy

with my girlfriend!" Alfie's envy was clear. Why were they so sweet even when

stands out among his

it was Josh's turn. He sang a

the night progressed, Abigail had a bit to drink and climbed

arms around his neck and gently asked, "When you were younger, why did you like this song? I meant to

song. I don't know all the details, but I've always been fond of it," Sean said, a touch

soon, and this song became

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize

with you feels like keeping their love alive," he

that whenever he sang this song, his heart raced

wave of sentiment softened his usually

out she already knew she liked it and had even

silence conveying

Their connection was undeniable.

tucked the blanket around Sean, and a hint of concern creased her brow. "Was there something

fragile," he reassured her. His vulnerability was merely

moment before shaking her head with a helpless

but haven't I come clean with you now?" Sean

can't always be here at the hospital, If you need anything, just give me a call. Don't hesitate just because I'm busy she advised as she took a

you heading back to work?" Sean glanced at the time. It was

her habit of