The wardrobe wasn't that small, but it wasn't very big either. So Abigail hid in the depths of the wardrobe, surrounded by gray and black suits and pants in a row. She firmly covered her nose for the fear of staining those suits and getting caught.
She couldn't get caught, not after watching the guy naked! Ah, how embarrassing it would be!
So she closed her eyes shut, trying her best to lower her sense of presence. Amid this, she heard the sound of the man's bare feet walking across the carpeted floor, directly toward the nighty area.
Abigail heaved a sigh of relief. Good, it was night time. Her dear husband wouldn't need suits anymore. Before she could relax completely, she heard the man's phone ringing from the bedroom.
He walked out and picked up the call. It seemed he talked for a few seconds before hanging it up. Throughout the time, Abigail kept hiding there, looking fearful.
Thankfully, blood wasn't leaking through her nose anymore. That was her only relief.
