“Come on! Why are you being so awkward with me?” Sally pulled Abigail’s hand, almost like she was dragging her away. The former swiftly released her grip when they arrived at an empty hallway, though.
“Ew! How disgusting! Who knows if you’re going to spread the virus to me and make me go blind too?” Sally dusted her hand and shirt off with disdain. Abigail’s expression shifted as she said coldly, “You seem to lack common knowledge. I suggest you pay more attention at school. No virus can spread through physical touch and make you blind, by the way.
“If you say this to anyone else, they’ll probably see you as a joke.”
“As if!” Sally was enraged. “And stop getting all sarcastic at me! Did you think I couldn’t understand you? I’m telling you–you’re blind because it’s your punishment, and you deserve it!
“Do you know how many people became victims because of your dad’s medicine? Gavin’s sister died because of it! There’s blood on your hands!” Sally had a crush on Gavin, who also disliked Abigail. Therefore, she followed in his footsteps.
“My dad is innocent, but you’re not gonna believe that no matter what I say. Come at me all you want, but do not speak another foul word of my dad!” Abigail warned sternly.
Sally laughed. “Getting brave, huh? So what if I’m talking shit about your dad? Are you gonna hit me? You don’t even know where I’m standing; how will you strike?”
Thereafter, she delivered a kick at Abigail with contempt. Abigail stumbled forward a few steps, almost losing her balance and falling,
Her helpless look prompted a hearty laugh from Sally. “See? Even if I’d kicked you, you wouldn’t know which direction I’ve attacked you from. How are you gonna fight back, you useless piece of trash?”
Abigail gritted her teeth, then suddenly turned around and struck out with her white cane. The feeling of being mocked filled her with both anger and humiliation
Sally wasn’t reflexive enough to dodge the cane. Instead, she received a strike on her forehead, which instantly formed a red patch.
She held her forehead, staring at Abigail in disbelief. “How dare you hit me!”
“Didn’t you kick me first?” Abigail coldly replied, “I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.”
Sally was so mad she was about to lose her mind. “You actually hit me! I’m gonna make you pay! How dare you hit me!”
She lunged forward, wanting to slap Abigail across the face, but Abigail was perceptive enough to sense her location and swiftly kicked her off. “Abigail, you bitch!” Sally’s eyes reddened with fury. “I’m gonna tell Grandpa about this and get you punished!”
With that, she turned and fled.
Abigail’s countenance darkened. She knew things were about to get messy. This was precisely why she didn’t want to attend the family dinner–the inevitable drama.
Sally ran and cried all the way back to the living room, holding her forehead Miranda shot up when she saw her. “Sally, what happened? Why are you crying? What happened to your forehead?”
She removed Sally’s hand and saw a swollen spot on her forehead. Enraged, she questioned, “Who did this to you?”
“It was Abigail!” Sally sobbed, “I took her to the bathroom, and she suddenly went berserk, pushing me away and scolding me for no reason. She even used her cane to hit me! Look at my forehead–that was her doing!”
She then turned to Eric, looking pitiful. “Eric, why is your wife so aggressive and unreasonable? Look, she hit me! Grandpa, you must also stand up for me!”
