Olivia seized the opportunity to manipulate the situation. She concocted a lie, whispering poison into Sebastian’s ears. “That woman only married you out of obligation. She saved your life and used it to manipulate you into a three-year marriage. The truth is, you’ve always loved Gabriella.”
Olivia went as far as forging a nonexistent contract, fabricating evidence to support her lies.
Sebastian, clinging to fragmented memories of Gabriella, found no trace of Abigail in his recollection. The false narrative spun by his mother took root, and he chose to believe her over the stranger Abigail had become in his mind.
Despite Abigail’s desperate attempts to explain, her words fell on deaf ears. To him, she was now just a woman repaying a favor, and his disdain for her was blatant in his every action.
After walking aimlessly for what felt like an eternity, Abigail’s strength finally gave out. She sank to the ground, clutching her chest as pain rippled through her heart.
Tears streamed down her face, one after another, as she stifled her cries with a trembling hand. Her shoulders quivered under the weight of her grief, her vulnerability laid bare to the cold, indifferent night.