"Abbie!"
A surprised Ander descended to the bottom of the stairs and rushed over to Abigail. He could barely speak between labored breaths. "How did you...get here..."
"Ander, I'm so glad to see you," Abigail ambled forward and open her arms to embrace him in a friendly hug. A hug Ander avoided like she had a virus and would infect him with it through the hug.
Jasmine had plenty to worry about with her health, he didn't want to feed her insecurities and give her reasons to worry or overthink. At the moment, Jasmine was his top priority.
"You are avoiding me too. Is there something wrong with me?" Abigail asked.
Ander shook his head. "Jasmine won't like it if she sees us. She's upstairs so..."
"No need to explain. I don't want to cross her, my visit isn't long and I don't wish to be thrown out before I accomplish my goal," Abigail said, understanding his stance and respecting it.
