Abigail’s Second Life

Just in the nick of time, Irene was saved, having teetered on the brink for two harrowing hours.

The doctor stepped out to meet Kevin and whispered with a calming assurance, "She's unharmed. You can breathe easy now."

Relief washed over Kevin, his joy immense.

Nearby, Sean and Abigail also exhaled in relief, thankful the crisis wasn't as grave as anticipated.

The next morning, Irene awakened to the stark whiteness of the hospital ceiling. Confusion clouded her mind briefly before clarity returned. She tried to sit up, wincing from the pain in her hands.

Kevin, who had spent the entire night by her side, stirred at the sound and looked over. Relief flooded his face as he saw her awake.

After a night of staying by her bed, his shoulders and back ached terribly.

"How do you feel? Need anything to eat?" He reached for her hand.

Irene paused, overwhelmed, then murmured, "Was it you who rescued me?"

"Yes, but it wasn't just me. Everyone who cares about you was looking," Kevin replied, holding her hand with gentle care.

"You're safe now. Everything's going to be okay, hmm?" he reassured her.

Memories of her ordeal came flooding back, and Irene clung to Kevin, whispering a heartfelt, "Thank you..."

In the darkness, she pondered the consequences of accepting Leon's advances as she wanted to avoid Kevin. She wondered if things might have been different had she chosen another path. Indeed, choices carried weight.

"Feeling hungry?" Kevin's voice was soft as he comforted her.

a while since I've eaten

and suggested, "I'll have

expecting! We shouldn't trouble her. There

instead. Would that be better?" Kevin found her thoughtfulness

distress, Irene's concern for

food therapy. It might be good for Irene, too. She needs

Kevin added humbly, "Could you bring

call, Kevin reassured a now restful Irene, "Don't worry. Josh's bringing it

to thank me. We all care about you," Kevin replied, settling back by

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thoughts were all over

Kevin inquired softly, noting her distant

Leon? Do you know how he is?" Irene was

worry about him? When you needed help, he was nowhere to be found-not even at the company. If he had just cooperated, his father

knew of Leon, he

you really know his past?" Kevin had looked into

Leon had emulated

bullying, his academic performance was lacking, and he

his junior year that, worried about his younger brothers'

fighting and began studying, though he barely managed

artistic talent and his father's resources, he wouldn't have made it

quite tired. I need to rest," Irene said, not wanting to debate, especially given Kevin's role in her

her avoidance, he tried to soften his tone and said, "Irene, I don't like speaking ill of others,

"What exactly do you