Chapter 285

After I spoke, I turned and went back to the guest room. To make sure Abigail didn't follow me, I locked the door behind me. Outside, I didn't hear her footsteps. I didn't know how long she stood there or when she finally left. Her words earlier felt like an intangible dream. But the dream had shattered, and it was time to return to reality. Dwelling on the past would only drain me of the strength I needed to move forward. I couldn't afford to return to that suffocating, endless darkness. I wanted a life of my own. In whatever time I had left, I wished to create good memories for myself. So I lay on the bed, forcing myself to close my eyes and not think about anything related to Abigail. That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I wasn't sure how much time had passed before I finally drifted into a heavy slumber. … The next morning, I woke up pondering how I might avoid encountering Abigail. However, when I finished getting ready and left my room, I discovered she was al