Abigail's POV.
The only limiting factor to the man in front of me was the fact that he found it hard to come clean and explain everything that had been going on, and would rather die than let it all out
At first, I wanted to get mad at him, but later I figured out that I would also panic if I were in the same situation; therefore, I needed to cut him some slack and instead find a way of making him realize that I was there for him and not against him.
I went into the kitchen and prepped some mean bacon that would have even the worst person reeling in shock at my prowess.
It wasn't going to be easy, that I could tell, but at the same time, I intended to make him feel very elated about it.
I had just one agenda, which was to make him forget his momentary sorrow.
Twenty minutes late
