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.

sincerity. His voice was soft, and his gaze was filled with affection as

time for harmony, she seamlessly

resist commenting, "On such

It's not like you're unhappy after our performance,"

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

stands out among his friends, doesn't

He sang a love

to drink and

gently asked, "When you were younger, why did you like this song?

I've always been fond of it," Sean said,

and this song became a precious connection to

"I'm sorry.

with you feels like keeping

whenever he sang this song, his heart raced with

overwhelming wave of sentiment softened his usually

already knew she liked it and had even

gazed at him, her silence conveying

Their connection was undeniable.

at the hospital, Abigail carefully tucked the blanket around Sean, and a hint of concern creased her brow. "Was there something that happened that shouldn't have

fragile," he reassured her. His vulnerability

before shaking

with you now?"

work piling up at the company lately. I can't always be here at the hospital, If you need

Sean glanced at the time. It

really needed to kick her habit of burning the midnight