[Her lip trembles. She looks away, ducks away from Elena's touch and grits her teeth fiercely.]
Don't tell me it's because of me. I can't stand that. Tell me it's because of your brother, or someone else you want to bring back, but don't blame this on me, Elena. It's not fair and it's not right.
[As much as she's glad Elena's here, as much as she's missed her, Abigail would not want to be the cause of Elena losing her freedom again. Sure, she can leave now if she wants, but she probably won't. She's stubborn and willful, and she's seen herself through so much, she'll think she can get through this. And she can. Abigail just isn't sure she won't come through scarred.]
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Don't tell me it's because of me. I can't stand that. Tell me it's because of your brother, or someone else you want to bring back, but don't blame this on me, Elena. It's not fair and it's not right.
[As much as she's glad Elena's here, as much as she's missed her, Abigail would not want to be the cause of Elena losing her freedom again. Sure, she can leave now if she wants, but she probably won't. She's stubborn and willful, and she's seen herself through so much, she'll think she can get through this. And she can. Abigail just isn't sure she won't come through scarred.]