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.

while since I've eaten

"I'll have

she's expecting! We shouldn't trouble her. There are others who can help,"

Would that

her distress, Irene's

Kevin called Josh. "Yes, Abigail's quite the whiz with food therapy. It might

bring it over? I have

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

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

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her thoughts were all

Kevin inquired softly, noting her distant look as she gazed at

know how he is?" Irene was worried about the trouble she might have caused

to be found-not even at the company. If he had just cooperated, his father might have let you come back." "Mr. Stewart... Is this

what she knew of Leon, he was a man

you really know his past?" Kevin had looked into

found out that Leon had emulated his father during

performance was lacking, and

until his junior year that, worried about his younger brothers' futures, he

and began studying, though he barely managed to

artistic talent and his father's resources, he wouldn't have made it into the prestigious art college in

to rest," Irene said, not wanting to

"Irene, I don't like speaking ill of others, but this time Leon genuinely did nothing." "I understand," she

"What exactly do you