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?

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

his hand and started toward their house, but Mark chose that moment to

think it over. They

stopped in her tracks, saying

concerned about

silent as Shirley flicked on the lights, revealing his condition more

what he had just witnessed, turned his head away, pretending not to hear. Shirley stepped forward, pulling up his shirt herself. Seeing the

had been so caught up with work that she hadn't noticed his late returns home, assuming he was buried in his studies. "Abner, what's going on? Did someone hit you? Why

me

and pushed him down on

pull his

and began gently

medicine or just Abner's imagination, the skin

entire face

Now, those men in black suits were being even more

from his studies, he spent his days training with them. Perhaps because he had been used to hard labor since he was young, his reflexes

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