Abigail's POV.
The words hit me in the chest like a ton of bricks, and my mind began to think of various ideas and why this had even popped up in the first place.
It was as though somebody was really out to get me and they wanted me to fall at all cost.
What if the person was only trying to test me and I had made the mistake of falling into the trap?
"My mother is long dead. I could have sworn that you would be more crafty with your responses instead of what you are showing me. How do you want to manufacture a person who has been dead for so long?" I asked her.
She looked at me for a while and burst into laughter.
"How on Earth did they hide this piece of information from you all this while? I mean I thought I was mean, but now I've realized that a lot of people even have it bad
