Abigail twirled slowly, looking at the walls around her in astonishment. She had imagined a lot about what could have been in this room, but she had never expected him to tape all of her ECG reports to the wall.
It was the biggest proof that he only cared about the heart inside her chest. Christopher had actually never cared for her.
This thought tore her apart from within.
She burst into tears, the photograph and the documents falling to the floor. Her attention went to a black diary on the table in the middle of the room. She walked over and opened the diary.
Alison's photo on the front page was the first thing she noticed.
Her smile…
It was quite appealing. With such a beautiful smile, she could entice anyone. Alison was naturally lovely and innocent.
Abigail flipped the page with her trembling hand.
'Alison, sugar… Please come back… Please…'
The rest of the page was filled with the word "please."
