Theodore couldn't believe what he just heard.
“Oh, fuck.” He cursed under his breath as all his emotions were now clouded by anger. He couldn’t begin to imagine that someone did this to Abigail. His Abigail. This sweet, fragile, beautiful Abigail.
Over the weeks, he knew she had a lot behind her brown eyes and a deep story that most wouldn’t be strong enough to share. But this—this was far too much.“I was unconscious for days, but Najay worked on the case on my behalf. By the time I was up and moving, I was able to testify in court against him. He and his father are wealthy people, and they had their own way with the system. For something that should’ve yielded him at least ten years in prison, he only got two.” Abigail sighed as a stray tear rolled down her cheek, but she tried to wipe it away before Theodore noticed.The memory of how she felt that day was still so raw. She felt so beRecap: Abigail and Theodore are getting closer. They still had their dance sessions and everything seemed fine until Najay dropped the news that Nicholas, Abigail's ex-boyfriend, was out of prison. Now devastated and scared, Abigail was left in a mess of emotions and flashbacks from the past two years. Our last scene was shown where Abigail told Theodore why she was at a hotel instead of at her apartment, and Theodore grew more protective of Abigail. *** The rain outside made it hard for Abigail to hear what the lecturer was talking about. It also evoked fatigue, which made her want to curl up in her chair and fall asleep. With nothing but the doodling on her page to keep her awake, Abigail allowed her mind to drift towards Theodore and how supportive he had been for the past week. He barely left her side when neither of them was busy, and though that wasn’t regular, it warmed her heart how much he really cared for h
Theodore poured the coffee intwocups just as Abigail emerged from her room.He noticed that she seemed troubled and deep in thought, so he grabbed a croissant too that he knew she loved so much.He rested the coffee in front of her as she joined him at the kitchen island.“Thank you,” Abigail mumbled with a short smile as she snaked her fingers around the mug.She took a sip of the warm beverage, loving how it provided her body with even more comfort.She was accustomed to Theodore making her drinks and fetching her snacks by now.Whenever she came over for a dance, he would usually insist that she stay for coffee or a glass of his wine.It warmed her heart that he found the need to pick up a few croissants from Brown’s Diner since he knew that she loved them.It was sweet of him.Abigail tried to steady her thoughts as she turned to face Theodore.He stared ahead of him as he drank his coffee in
Theodore tried to stay calm. He knew this would be the hardest part for him to hear, but the last thing he wanted to do was make her think he was uncomfortable.This wasn’t about him. Abigail entrusted this with him, so he tried to remain strong for her throughout it all. His heart broke a bit when Abigail spoke again.Her voice was barely a whisper as she reflected on it all. “I was a bit tipsy, so I grabbed his phone from the nightstand.He didn’t try getting the phone from me until we saw the caller’s ID.It read ‘Dad’,” she mumbled, remembering every detail about the word.“I tried answering it, but he fought for the phone until he got it.So, I waited until he was asleep to check his messages with his ‘dad’.When I saw who it was, my entire world came crashing down. “I left in the middle of the night.I didn’t even bother trying to wake him up and talk to him about it.I just left. I drove and drove for hours
The rain outside had gottenheavierover the past hours.The streets of New York would no doubt be flooded by morning, and workers would either call in sick or blame the weather for something so they won’t have to go in for their daily jobs.However, Theodore didn’t think about any of that.He could only think about the woman sleeping peacefully beside him.He was propped on his elbow, watching Abigail in a curled state, taking deep, slow breaths as she slept.She was a quiet sleeper--not even a single sound.However, she did sometimes twitch with an uncomfortable look on her face until she eventually fell back into peace, looking like the living epitome of sleeping beauty.It has been an h
The rain had completely disappeared today, replaced with the blazing sunlight. The streets seemed like there was no rain the night before, and everyone went about in their usual morning rush.Theodore held the car door open for Abigail before joining her on the other side. They drove in comfortable silence as the morning news filled the quietness of the car. However, unlike all the other times they travelled together, Theodore held Abigail’s hand across the console, which was highly comfortable for them both.As Theodore drove past Brown’s Café that was right across from his place of work, Abigail stared at him in confusion.“I thought we were getting breakfast,” she pointed out in questioning.Theodore nodded. “We are. But I’m taking you somewhere that is closer to your workplace. I don’t want to make you late,” he said, causing Abigail’s cheeks to heat up.“Hav
The city was as beautiful asalways.Theodore appreciated the view from his office as he gazed upon the horizon.The coffee on his table was getting cold, but he could care less about the wretched beverage.Instead, he simply stared at the beauty of New York, hoping that it would grant him some sort of peace like it always did.Yet, even after five minutes, it did nothing.Theodore’s mind was captivated by memories of the first night he saw Abigail.He remembered the fear in her eyes like it was yesterday.He remembered how she passed out against him in the car after being drugged by that awful man.And worst of all, he remembered the confusion and terror on her face when she stumbled downstairs that morning.
Theodore waited patiently in the lounge room for Abigail to return from her shower.He had the TV on, but he scrolled through his phone instead of watching whatever the characters on the programme had to say.Soon, Abigail emerged wearing nothing but sleep shorts and a tank top.The warmers in Theodore’s house made it impossible for her to survive in the sweater she had initially picked out.They had agreed to watch a movie together.However, Theodore was already bored.But, he enjoyed being around Abigail, so he didn’t protest the arrangement.In fact, he was thrilled that she wanted to do something so mundane and ordinary with him.But when Abigail kept asking what he wanted to watch and h
Chapter includes mature content. Read with discretion.***If Theodore wasn’t good at anything else--which he was--he was an excellent kisser.Abigail hadn’t had experience with many men in her life, but none of them kissed the way Theodore did.Of course, there was that kissing booth in high school where the student body president forced her to participate, claiming that it was ‘A duty to the school’.Abigail had spent the entire afternoon trying to get her mouth clean, even though there had been good and bad kisses.But the point was that no one she had ever met had the gift that Theodore had.Perhaps it was the fact that he made her feel beautiful and special in this love language.His kisses were never purely instinctual or demanding.It captured her entire soul and wrapped it around his finger smoothly.It was like he spoke to her with the way he moved his tongue over the base of her neck or thr