She only tilted it a little, Abigail definitely wouldn't have noticed.
After doing all this, Norris Moore sat in front of the vanity, lost in thought.
She looked down at the white powder in the contact lens case, her expression blank for a moment, then she leaned on the vanity and began to cry silently.
In fact, the first time she saw the syringe fall from Abigail's hand, she had already thought of this reality.
But when she opened that wooden box and found the bag of white powder that Abigail had hidden in the deepest part, she really couldn't accept it.
Abigail was really using drugs.
She didn't know how she felt.
In that moment, all the memories of Abigail flooded her mind.
The way Abigail once looked, bright and beautiful, delicate and charming.
The way she comforted her, holding her hand and calling her sister.
And the days when the Moore sisters relied on each other after the Moore Family went bankrupt.
