Grandpa Brundeen and his rules

Third POV

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"I'll do anything to have you back, Abigail; just please, I need one more chance."

As Henry yelled, Abigail didn't bother to listen, instead, she walked down the hallway with her half-torn clothes, which she had shredded with her hands.

Henry struck the wall with his fists, his frustration evident. He also hadn't anticipated that Abigail would return to him with open arms after the hurtful things he had said.

Realizing he had crossed a line, Henry knew that he had to bear the consequences of his actions. He understood that he had hurt Abigail deeply and that she would need time to process her pain and anger before forgiveness could even be a possibility.

What if she didn't?

With his heart pounding, Henry reached for his phone and frantically called Zayn. The call went unanswered, and the incessant ringing did nothing but fuel Henry's distress.

With a snarl, Henry launched the phone into the distance with all the force he could muster. The device collided with the floor,