Chapter 2017

Shirley was held tight in his embrace, frozen in the moment until she caught sight of Abner standing not too far off, her body stiffening instantly.

Abner, still with his backpack slung over his shoulders and his hair in disarray, looked as if he had just gotten back.

Shirley had spent the entire night at the hospital, and logically, Abner should have headed home to rest. Yet, there they were, bumping into each other at 4 a.m. beneath the dim streetlights of their neighborhood.

Without a second thought, Shirley pushed Mark away and strode towards Abner.

His lips were bruised, a purplish hue under the streetlights, and his arms bore multiple scars.

"Abner, what on earth happened?"

Abner's gaze, however, skimmed past her to Mark.

He saw them, clinging to each other. Was Shirley thinking of getting back together with Mark?

pain he hadn't felt before now seemed to engulf him, making his eyes burn with the threat

nearly frantic, grabbed his hand and started toward their house, but Mark

over.

stopped in her tracks,

was more concerned about what had happened

as Shirley flicked on the lights, revealing his condition

just witnessed, turned his head away, pretending not to hear. Shirley stepped forward, pulling up his shirt herself. Seeing the bruises on his skin, her

"Abner, what's going on? Did someone hit you?

me to believe

flipped his shirt up and pushed him

uncomfortable and tried to pull his shirt down,

found some ointment for bruises and began gently pressing it into

just Abner's imagination, the skin

his entire face was flushed

Davis two million dollars. Now, those men in black suits were being even more demanding, pushing

been used to hard labor since he was young, his reflexes and talents

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