Chapter 8: Pouring Out Her Sorrows
The next day, at Autumn Garden Hospital.
"Abigail... Abigail... wake up, Abigail..."
Abigail's heavy eyes slowly opened as she heard someone calling her name repeatedly. She slowly lifted her head, feeling her whole body stiff from sleeping on her arms while sitting on the chair by her grandmother's bed.
She saw Nurse Rosa beside her—looking concerned at her. She immediately sat up straight and rubbed her eyes before tidying her messy hair.
"Good morning, Nurse..." Abigail greeted her hoarsely.
"Why are you sleeping here, Abigail? Why don't you sleep on the sofa over there?" Nurse Rosa asked, worried as she looked at Abigail's tired face.
A half-smile slowly appeared on Abigail's lips as she responded, "I fell asleep, Nurse—"
"Oh dear Abigail, I'm not on duty. You call me like usual," Nurse Rosa smiled while offering her a small box of tuna sandwiches and a bottle of mineral water. "Have breakfast first before you leave the hospital."
"Thank you, Aunty Rosa," Abigail said as she took the box.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, she noticed it was already 7 a.m. She didn't eat her breakfast right away. Instead, she excused herself to the bathroom.
Looking at her own appearance in the mirror stunned her. She hardly recognized herself. Her hair was messy, her face looked like she hadn't seen a sunrise in days, and dark circles were under her eyes. If she is overweight and chubby, people would mistake her for the national animal of China.