Abigail’s Second Life

"Listen, I'm going to change. But you guys won't believe it." Kevin's tone remained steady.

Sean took a sip of his drink in silence, offering no response.

Alfie ceased his jesting as well, sensing the gravity of the moment.

"I've always been anxious that she knows everything about my past. I want her to be my girlfriend, but I'm afraid she'll leave if she discovers the truth. I feel trapped in this dilemma," Kevin confessed, his speech tinged with the effects of alcohol.

Only he truly comprehended the weight of his words.

"You're being naive. Do you recall what I warned you about?" Sean retorted coldly.

Kevin had long forgotten...

Rising to his feet and straightening his attire, Sean declared, "I must go."

Kevin had made his choice.

However, as the saying goes, actions speak louder than words, so only time would tell.

"I don't mean to dissuade you, but should you succeed in winning her affection, Irene's departure at the slightest misstep is assured. She's not like most women; she won't linger due to past investments. A second chance won't be granted if you make a slight mistake. Can you genuinely change yourself?" Sean queried, walking away without a second thought.

Alfie gently rested his hand on Kevin's shoulder. "I'm sincerely advising you to seek someone more compatible. Irene is an exceptional woman; don't cause her any pain."

Shrugging Alfie's hand off, Kevin exclaimed, "Are you crazy? What's my issue?"

"You're burdened with too many mistakes; she deserves someone better," Alfie replied with a sympathetic smile.

Upon Sean's return home, Abigail welcomed him, immediately detecting the scent of alcohol.

been

joined him for a drink," Sean replied, rubbing

on Kevin's support in a similar

if he's reflecting on his decisions," Abigail pondered with a smile as she assisted him

regrettable. It's often difficult to foresee the consequences," Sean

"Alright."

bed

his

its high-end clothing, where Irene and Yeezy were deeply

designers were also

entrance, Kevin observed for a moment before rapping on

him, Irene's expression soured slightly, yet she still took a

I'm occupied,"

understand your workload. I've arranged takeout for everyone; it'll

nourish yourselves; don't overexert."

the Thanksgiving exhibition approaching, time is of the essence," Irene replied, growing increasingly impatient. "Fine, feel free to discard it if you wish." Kevin

Irene resumed her

Yeezy inquired, "Have you responded to

designers listened

had feigned a romantic relationship with Kevin to

accused her of harboring feelings for Sean in the room, Irene had no intention of becoming emotionally

advances, your dynamic with Mr. Graham and Miss

L.Moon; that's sufficient for me. I don't covet things that aren't rightfully mine," Irene replied with a smile. Whether it was

"You're refreshingly straightforward.

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