Everyone around me put on a look of pity.
“Ugh, we’ve been shipping them for over a decade and who would’ve thought it’d end up like this, with them as step siblings?”
So, Abigail was his step sister. The question that had almost slipped out of my mouth got swallowed back down.
Since he had mentioned me, I still felt a flicker of gratitude. It wasn’t until I met Victor’s parents that I learned the Whyttons had adopted the little princess.
The little princess had lost her parents and Victor's mother had taken her in as her own, while Victor treated her like a sister.
Abigail had been studying abroad, so I only knew her by name—just a curious little sister-in-law. Later, the Whyttons insisted I stay out of the public eye.
The agency Victor had set up for me stopped taking gigs and was preparing to shut down.
In the name of being with the one I loved, I agreed to this unreasonable demand. The one condition I had was that I could hold a farewell performance for myself and my fans.
At the time, I didn’t know that this performance would be where I first crossed paths with Abigail.