Abigail Summer nodded, sighed helplessly, and sprawled on the sofa. "Isn't there a saying that goes like this, 'If you can't escape, enjoy it,' haha..."
Abigail Summer laughed loudly on her own and playfully pushed Charlotte Green.
Charlotte Green laughed along, "That's so true."
"Right? It took me twenty-six years to meet such a great bestie like you. How could I bear to leave? I want to stay and torment you properly." Abigail Summer pounced with another bear hug, and Charlotte Green exclaimed she couldn't take it.
"I also lived for twenty-two years before I met someone like you who would risk their life for me, and doesn't despise me for being 'mentally ill.' I don't want to let you go either." Thinking back to the perilous moment and everything Abigail Summer had done for her, Charlotte Green's eyes reddened, and she reached out to embrace her.
