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 was filled with affection as he

it came time for harmony, she seamlessly

up the song, Alfie couldn't resist commenting, "On such a joyous occasion, singing songs about time passing

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

two sang so beautifully that it's making me jealous! I want to swap partners and sing with my girlfriend!" Alfie's envy was clear. Why were they

among his friends, doesn't he?

Josh's turn. He sang a

progressed, Abigail had a bit to drink and climbed

asked, "When you were younger, why did you like this song? I meant to ask you back then,

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

passed away too soon, and this song became a precious connection

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

Singing it with you feels like keeping their love

she know that whenever he sang

overwhelming wave of sentiment softened his

knew she liked

silence conveying volumes of

Their connection was undeniable.

around Sean, and a hint of concern creased her

in his eyes. "I'm not that fragile," he reassured

moment before shaking her head with a

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

a mountain 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 call. Don't hesitate just because I'm busy

you heading back to work?" Sean glanced

to kick her habit of burning the