” She gives him a look. “Abby, you don't need to worry about pleasing other people right now. Can't you just be content with what I do to you?”�...�Why is it bad if we focus on you?”“I've told you, this isn't about me.”“What if I want it to be?” Mat's dark eyes stare at his daughter. She stares right back. “If you're worried I'll want to practice what you teach me on other people, you don’t need to be.” Her addressing that topic makes his concern on the matter all the more real in spite of her. There was opening on the right side with 2 guest rooms opposite to each other. Beyond the coffee table, there were 2 huge sliding doors that opened to a big balcony. With the open kitchen adjacent to the balcony doors, a master bedroom was attached to it. Urvashi’s plan was to cross the living room as fast as possible, get into the master bedroom and put on the shawl before changing into her regular clothes. She was pretty confident about it.She rushed into the living room, crossed her sitting. ‘I’m really going to take you with me to Everett. ‘I won’t turn you over to CPS and I promise that when this is over you will always have a good home.’ ‘Why?’ She asked. ‘Because of two things,’ I answered. ‘One is that I promised you and your mother. Two is that I have two foster daughters that went through the same thing you are twice.’ ‘What happened to them?’ she asked. ‘Their parents were killed in a car accident a short time ago, and they think I’m dead. I want you to promise me that you. She must have left earlier to speak to the Comtesse, thoughtThomas, still shaking a bit. Thomas continued to stare at all of theluxurious surroundings, taking particular notice to a closet door thatwas somewhat open. He wondered if Colette had forgotten to close it inher haste to tidy things up in the drawing room.Colette had a lewd-appearing grin on her face as she walked up thewinding set of stairs inside the dark narrow corridor leading toAngelique's boudoir, using her candelabra as a.