Chapitre 231: The anxiety

Abigail's frustration grew with each passing moment. The luxurious house was like a prison to her, and she felt trapped. She would pace back and forth in her room, staring at the walls, hoping to find a way out. 

Whenever the servant came to give her food, she would plead with them to help her, but they wouldn't even meet her eyes. They would just place the food on the table and leave. 

She would sit at the table, staring at the food but not wanting to eat it. Her mind was consumed with thoughts of Christopher and her desperate need to be with him.

Abigail sat by the window, staring out at the beautiful scenery, but she couldn't appreciate it. The ocean and the blue skies only reminded her of how trapped she was. She felt like a bird in a golden cage, unable to fly away to freedom.

Sebastian finally came to see her. He looked at the plate of food he was carrying for her, which she had refused to eat. He walked over to her.