Coming into her room, Britney felt as though the ground had crumbled beneath her feet. 'Abigail again!' Her nails dug into the armrests of her wheelchair, and her jaw was clenched with a mixture of shock and frustration. She wondered when Abigail would stop interfering in her life. 'She is not my sister but an enemy,' she muttered in her mind with utter loathing.
The memories flooded in. The man she used to love married Abigail, breaking her heart. Then she learned that her fiancé also loved Abigail. The wounds of betrayal and heartbreak resurfaced with an intensity that clawed at her soul.
"Abigail, Abigail, Abigail... Why is everyone so obsessed with her?" Britney's voice dripped with venomous disdain. She grappled with the overwhelming emotions, unable to contain her anger and anguish.
