Chapter 2: Suicide?
Ryland remained silent, listening to Abigail's trembling voice.
Behind her calmness, he could see that Abigail must be deeply hurt. He felt sorry for her but couldn't do much to comfort her.
Even though Abigail was the girl of his dreams—beautiful, intelligent, and kind—she was too conservative in her relationships.
They had been dating for years, but she never allowed him to sleep with her. She was one of the rare women nowadays who only wanted to make love if they were officially married.
How could he wait that long? Especially when Vanessa appeared? He was an average man; he couldn't hold back his needs.
Over time, his love for Abigail slowly faded as he started to notice how his heart raced wildly whenever Vanessa was around. His heart began to shift towards Vanessa.
"I'm sorry, Abigail," were the only words that could leave his lips.
"Brother Ryland, I feel dizzy," Vanessa's voice distracted Ryland. His arms wrapped around her tightly. Tilting his head slightly to see her face, he became increasingly worried, seeing her pale.
"Baby, go sit on the sofa. I will settle with her first," Ryland said between his loving, gentle smiles.
Abigail couldn't bear to witness these two cheating lovers torturing her mind and heart, displaying their affection before her eyes.
She couldn't stay here for too long, or she might cry. The only thing she didn't want to do in this life: cry for her scum ex-fiancé and Vanessa-slut-Snow, her dear step-sister. However, before she left, there was something she needed to do.