Abigail Was A Bastard

••• Lina’s POV ••• “How’s Abi’s condition?” I asked the doctor with my index finger tapping his desk, showing him how impatient I was. It had been a few days, and they hadn't told me whether Abigail could be discharged or not. “Abigail and her baby are both fine,” the doctor reassured me and added with a nervous smile, “But we can't discharge her yet.” Still the same answer… “Thank you, doctor,” I nodded at him and left his office. I went back to Abi’s ward and stopped before entering with my hand on the door handle. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself down, but I still couldn't curb the urge to give her a good slap for once again ruining my what should be perfect plans. Opening the door, I saw her lying on the bed weakly, and instead of feeling sorry for her, it increased my annoyance toward her. I sat on the chair next to her bed and glared at her. “Mom…” she looked at me with guilt. “I’ve told you many times not to use too much of that ‘perfume’ to infuriate Bella