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Abigail's Point of View;

I felt like an idiot while walking along the hallway because I pushed myself against the wall just to avoid what I was supposed to avoid. Too messy. I'm confused.

Ever since I left Troy's condo this past week, that man hasn't silenced me. I'm the one avoiding his presence, but he's the one who keeps coming. I was just surprised; he already had a bunch of roses with him and was going to give them to me all of a sudden. Candy was trying to make me explain to her what's happening, but I couldn't do it because even I was confused by Troy's sudden action, while we did have an argument before he got a fever.

"You're my wife! Damn it, we're already married. We have kids; their names are Stacey, our eldest, Stella, our second, and Smael, our third born. Argh, I don't know. I don't know what to call that. Maybe it was just a dream, but it feels real. I even saw you burried—"

That man. Everything was a dream to him, but I want him to punch him because why even did I