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.

song kicked off, and Sean gripped the microphone and sang with sincerity. His voice

time for

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

to sing what we like, right? It's not like you're unhappy after our performance," Abigail replied

my girlfriend!" Alfie's envy was clear.

stands out among his friends, doesn't he?

turn. He sang a love song dedicated to

a bit to drink and

younger, why did you like this song? I meant

the details, but I've always been fond of it," Sean said, a touch of nostalgia evident in

and this song became a precious connection to his

him tighter and said apologetically, "I'm sorry.

with you feels like keeping

know that whenever he sang this song, his heart raced

of sentiment softened his usually stoic

out she already knew she liked

at him, her silence conveying volumes of unspoken

Their connection was undeniable.

around Sean, and a hint of concern creased her brow. "Was there something that happened

fragile," he reassured her. His vulnerability was

his charade and paused for a moment before shaking her head with

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

of work piling up at the company lately. I can't always be here at the hospital, If you need anything, just give me a

heading back to work?" Sean glanced at

needed to kick her habit of burning