Chapter 313

Lisa's coldness hit me like a ton of bricks. She'd always been polite, even respectful. But now, her indifference was as sharp as a slap to the face. The way she had dismissed me and the way her tone dripped with condescension made everything crystal clear. From that day forward, I knew my place in Abigail's life had irrevocably changed. Tears slid down my face as I sat there in silence, the weight of everything crushing me. Suddenly, I jolted awake. My chest heaved as I realized it was just a dream—a cruel echo of memories I'd rather forget. The damp pillow beneath me bore evidence of how real it had felt. I got up, splashed cold water on my face, and stared at my reflection in the mirror. The man looking back at me seemed like a stranger—someone hollow, someone tired. Stepping onto the balcony, I opened the window to let the cool air wash over me. The absurdity of my thoughts over the past few days hit me like a punch. I'd actually let myself believe that Abigail