Abby looked down as his finger moved along the bracelet he'd given her and she blushed at his words. She sniffed lightly, then brought a hand up to swipe at her eyes. "I- so what happens? I don't- I-" She looked back to Thomas. "You'll hate what I've- I'm not the girl I used to be, Thomas, and the things- the things I've done- I don't- they were right, I'm not- nobody could ever- I'm not worth-"
Oh, she couldn't sort out her words or form complete sentences. "When- when I was able to get out of bed, the Madame moved me into a bigger room. I- I had to earn my keep, and no matter- I couldn't leave, because I didn't have anywhere to go, or anybody who- she told me you didn't want me- that nobody wanted me-"