The Spare Wife

Scarlett was ecstatic. She took her phone out with excitement and said, “I’ll call Josh and tell him to get everything prepared.”

“There’s not-”

Scarlett had left happily before Abigail could finish. She sighed. Fine. She can do what she wants.

Lawrence approached Abigail. Lovingly, he said, “You can go back to work if you have to. Your mother and I can take care of Analise. It’s fine.”

“I’m not that busy,” Abigail answered. She was a little uneasy toward Lawrence and Scarlett’s passionate attitude, but Analise would leave the hospital the next day. She didn’t have to face these people anymore, and she was looking forward to it.

Sean knew what she was thinking, and he finally let go of his obsession, though just a bit. She equally refuses everyone who’s hurt her.

The meeting with Gary was arranged to be at noon the next day. Gary said he wanted to see Analise, so Analise, who had left the hospital, came back for the visit, too. Gary was still in the ICU, so the visitors got changed before they went in.

Abigail noticed that Lawrence and Scarlett weren’t looking as cheerful as before. They looked at Gary, their eyes red. Patricia was there as well. She held Gary’s hand tightly, shedding tears in silence.

Noticing something, Abigail pursed her lips. Lawrence and Scarlett looked at her expectantly, and she slowly approached Gary.

quietly, his eyes filled with

Gary said her name, something touched her heart. She blinked, tears

maybe see you one day, spend some time in the lounge back at home chatting and eating, but alas…”

to crack. “I’m

blamed you.

no longer had the chance to make things up to the one

him at all.

gently said, “You used to love sitting on my shoulders. I remember those times. You’d tell me to keep running ahead. We went to

tearing up, too.

something for you, Abby,” Gary said before he looked at Patricia. “G-Give

but she knew it would make Gary feel worse. Patricia took out a patterned

left you this. There

saw stacks of paper on the bottom, and she knew what they were without guessing. But what caught her eye were the little toys

neck… for years… This lock was left behind… on the day… you went missing.” Gary felt a great sense of dismay at that point. “Where… Where is Vincent? Where’s the

called out,

getting erratic. She said,

a b*stard! And Martha, too! They hurt Abby! Abby, promise me you will go home. You must go home! You must… go…” Gary tried to get up, but before he could finish his