Everyone always felt happy when their birthday rolled around, it was a natural phenomenon. Abigail once felt like that, in this life and the last but this year she just wasn't feeling it. It would be better she just receive presents and only saw the people she liked, that would've been bliss.
But life was not going to give her what she wants.
She was already on a carriage return home to the Stone Archduchy. She hasn't been back home for a year, the best year of her life honestly but now she had to go back for her debutante ball. It was very important and determined a lady's life in society till she is to be wed, so says her mother.
She sulked not wanting to leave her safe Haven known as the Rosandus Villa which she later renamed Atlas Villa since she didn't feel like being creative and luckily, no one compared it with the new business that kept springing up and just thought she liked the brand a lot.
