A manipulator

Abigail returned to her room, determined to put her faith in Christopher and wait for him to come to find her no matter what.

A bittersweet smile flickered across Abigail's lips as she sat on the edge of her bed. She let her memories of Christopher wrap her in the comfort of her room, warming her heart and reaffirming her undying love for him. With each recollection, her love grew stronger, as if etching every cherished moment deeper into her soul.

The words he had spoken to her echoed in her mind, their heartfelt sincerity still reverberating within her. She could almost hear the soft timbre of his voice, which had moved her heart. It was as if his words had breathed life into her, sparking a fire within her that would never go out.

Abigail remembered the romantic dinner he had arranged for her. It had been a beautiful night, and she had felt so special.