What's wrong with Abigail?

Third POV

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The next morning, they were all seated at the dining table.

Abigail cracked up as Audrey kept the jokes coming, tears of joy streaming down her face. Her son had a real talent for making people laugh, and she was enjoying every moment of it.

She could feel Henry’s eyes on her, making her a bit self-conscious. Trying to focus on Audrey’s joke, she bit her lip to hide her nervousness and hoped that her laughter didn’t sound too forced.

But Henry wasn't going to let her be, he kept staring at her like she was some prized puppy.

"...and that's the end of the story mum." Audrey said, his eyes shining under the light.

Abigail flashed him a smile, it was almost time for his homeschool lesson and so she gestured for him to eat up.

Soon, the head maid came to take Audrey away and only Henry and Abigail were left sitting at the table.

Abigail stared down at her food, the more she thought about it, the more her cheeks turned red.

She tried hiding her embarrassment by concentratin