Novel & Cerita Abigail Telenovela

“You okay?” Abigail looked down, tracing the rim of her glass with one finger. “Honestly? I don’t know. Some days I feel like I’m floating above my life. Like it’s not even mine.” “Tell me everything,” Maya said, resting her chin on her hand. “Start from the top. The fake marriage, the billionaire drama, the gunshots I want the full soap opera, please and thank you.” So Abigail did. She told her about the contract. About how it started as an agreement, a survival tactic. About Luke the cold stranger who had slowly, against all logic, become someone she cared for deeply. About the gala. The threats. Walter.

Right? Tendrils of doubt slid through Abigail’s body as her mind conjured the image of Caleb’s cold, aloof countenance in his office. “No!” she thought decisively, even as her face hardened into a calculating mask. “Caleb loves me.” He just needed to realize it first. With one last look at her beautiful reflection, Abigail stood up and sashayed to her closet, dropping her dressing gown without a care that she was naked. “It is only a matter of time,” she murmured under her breath, tossing her hair back over her golden shoulder.

I responded and continued to clean the tables. Abigail was very outspoken. She didn’t give a bat shit to what others thought about her. Abi was engaged once, but found her fiancé cheating on her with the clerk working with him in his office. She called off the engagement and went out to pubs to take revenge on him. At least that’s what she said, trying to forget him and live her life for once. Again, I knew better. She hasn’t got over her love for her ex-fiancé in these two years and she hasn’t slept with anyone else. She kind of hoped that he would come back to her one day realizing her love for him.

Pero bigla ring bumuwelta pabalik para ibalita ang tungkol sa dating nobyo. “Naku, muntik ko nang makalimutan. ‘Yung nobyo mong talipandas na si Pipoy. Ayun, nakatapat ng isa ring talipandas na katulad niya. Menor de edad lang pala ung kinalantaring itanan kaya ke daling naipakulong nung nagreklamong mga magulang. Kung bakit naman kasi hindi pa ikaw ang itinanan. ‘Yun lang. Text ko na lang kung me dagdag balita pa. Babay uli.” Matagal bago nakatinag si Abigail mula sa kanyang pagkakaupo. Para kasing masakit ang wala man lang tanung-tanong tungkol sa mga detalye ng bagong destino niya.

Abigail walked out of the living room to her bedroom while Jose spoke to his boss maybe getting instructions on making sure to continue to keep an eye on her. Abigail shut her bedroom door and walked over to her plush bed, where she took her phone and scrolled over to the Internet. Then, with the thought of Blake Knight, she would want to research him, but knowing more about him would do no good. Rizzo had instructed her that when she flew to New York. She should act dumb at knowing too much about him, as Blake Knight would find it suspicious if she knew too much about him, especially about his wife. Ursula. Damn, she's a pretty woman. Abigail said to herself while gazing at Ursula's photos.

Tia felt so soulfully disturbed to realise what kind of people they were, and could not help but think that way. When Abigail heard her, she smiled weakly, "Ms Tia, I am just a regular girl without family and power. I don't even have money to eat two meals for a long time. Do you think I can save myself from that family or mafia?" Tia felt quiet as she realised how she missed the thing. "Ms., what about your dealer? Is that your husband who made a deal with Mike?" Tia could not help but ask. Abigail thought about Byron and realised how she had become angry with Caleb but not with Byron so much, before answering, "Yes, I got married to my purchaser."

Zita said as she grabbed Abigail's arms. Abigail pushed her away to free herself from the other’s gasp. “It’s not your choice to make, and besides. Your life is not wretched.” Tears blurred her vision, but she wiped them away before Zita could see. “You are my friend and sister, Zita, and as long as I live, I will forever love you.” Abigail reached out to hug Zita for the last time. It was also her farewell for her original body. “I love you too, Abi,” Zita sobbed, and they melted into the arms of each other.

Abigail rolled her eyes at her friend. "I don't think so." Stephanie grins... "Wait!" She yelled standing up from her seat, she stared straight into Abigail's eyes.. “Perhaps, have you fallen for your fake husband, Marcel?" Abigail gulped.

Abigail jumped up and down shrieking with excitement, she was so thrilled to get a call to go and see Jacob, he had not given her much notice but she made sure that she looked good for him. She couldn't believe how quick things were beginning to turn around for her. Finally, he had seen some sense and realised that Abigail was the one for him, not some weak little freak like Mia. Abigail smirked at herself in the mirror and twirled around. She had worn a short strappy red dress and decided to wear her long hair down.

It’s good that she is happy, but she wanted in this world, and she got it, if her feelings are real or not I have no clue. Abigail sits back on her chair and has some cereal, and when she is done, she excuses herself and goes back to her room, where she will have some tutoring. She is being home-schooled, obviously, because we can’t risk her being out. Not with Christopher after her. And me now, because I fucking betrayed him. Oh well. “It’s a long story,” Elena says, and I sit back on my chair as I finish my food just sipping on my coffee.