Abi lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling, but sleep wouldn't come. Her mind had been too restless since George left.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop thinking about him. She met him after so many days and could sense how weak he looked. His dark circles were visible on his face, and he kept brushing his hands through his hair.
The way he hugged her, the way his voice trembled when he spoke her name…
It kept playing on a loop in her head.
Did he really look for her? She was aware that Olivia and Emma must be worried, but George…
She didn't give him any hope when they met last time in Mrs. Eileen's office.
Last night, he tried to talk to her after dinner, but she had made sure that he never got the chance. Not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't know what to say or how to react.
She had tried her best to stay close to her family, pretending she was busy for any conversation alone with him.
