Chapter 137

She needed a moment to breathe, to process everything that was happening around her. She felt overwhelmed by the sudden change, the weight of expectations, and the pain of her husband’s absence.

As Abigail stepped outside, the cool breeze brushed against her skin, offering a brief respite from the chaos within.

She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts and find the strength to face the situation. But her solitude was short-lived, as footsteps approached behind her.

“Abigail, wait,” Michael’s urgent voice called out, and she felt a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.

She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions—frustration, confusion, and a hint of anger. “What is it?” she asked, her voice tinged with weariness.

Michael looked at her with concern, his expression a mixture of regret and determination. “I know this is a lot to take in,” he began, his voice gentle. “But please understand, I believe this i