Luxury

Third POV

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With a groggy yawn, her eyes fluttered open and she stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling tired after staying awake throughout the long dreadful night and later falling asleep earlier this morning.

It wasn't that she was anxious or concerned. It was more of a nagging uncertainty, a worry that things between her and Henry might not be as she wanted. Wasn't she going too far?

She wanted to stay as far away from him as possible but there she was, staying in his home.

'Did I make a good decision by staying here with my son?'

'Have I done the right thing?'

Those were the questions on her mind, she found it hard to sleep at night, especially in a house that was this big.

This was the first time she'd ever been separated from her son, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry. Though she knew that he was in good hands with the maids, who had told her that he was in his private room, she still couldn't shake the feeling of unease.

Knock knock!

As Abigail layed in bed, a