Several days later…
Abigail's condition improved. But the passage of several days had only deepened the chasm of silence between Abigail and Christopher. Her attempts to reach out to him had been met with a cold shoulder. She was disappointed and hurt.
Christopher had avoided any conversations with her, denying her the opportunity to apologize. He purposefully came home late from work to minimize their interactions.
However, even in his moments of solitude, he couldn't resist the urge to cast surreptitious glances in her direction as she lay asleep. A brief goodnight kiss was his silent confession of love amidst the stifling tension. This had been a habit for him these days. Christopher wouldn't sleep until he kissed her, but he wouldn't let her know about it.
