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It was hours gone already since Abigail and Tessy absconded from the hospital. Abigail had decided to return to her apartment for a while. 
Then, she met Dele by the gate! Quite taken aback, she was lost for words. Dele just smiled. "Hi, Abigail  He greeted quite  cordially. "Dele..you did not inform me about your visit." Abigail said as she managed to put herself together.
 "Well, while we spoke on phone, I perceived you were not really settled so I thought it was okay to come check on you." Said Dele.
"You're welcome. Why don't you come inside?" Tessy quickly said as she beckoned on  Dele into the house before Abigail could even respond.
[6/9, 10: Everyone got into the House as Dele sat on one of the settees. "Let me go in and change to something more comfortable, I'll be right back." Abigail said. Apparently, Dele wasn't perturbed as he responded quite positively. "Abigail, no problem, I'll wait." He said. Immediately Abigail rushed inside the Bedroom and flung herself on the bed.
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