Chapter 13

"Abigail, money can't replace your health, you know." Felix and Melody were all too aware of the immense pressure Abigail faced since becoming the CEO's right-hand woman. Many nights, they would wake up to her talking in her sleep, negotiating work deals even in her dreams. Time and time again, they had urged her to ease up; their comic studio was thriving, so she did not need that demanding job to live comfortably. But Abigail was scared to hit the brakes, dreading that too much downtime would lead her to dwell on her past traumas. The only way she could find a little peace of mind was by working nonstop, earning money, and watching her bank account grow. Wiping away her tears, Abigail muttered, "Man, I just can't handle alcohol; it turns on the waterworks." Felix playfully ruffled her hair. "Go ahead and cry. There's no shame in that." Abigail retched. "Ugh..." Felix patted her back. "How much did you drink, you goofball?" Having hardly eaten that night, Abigail felt a burning s