At that moment, after hearing what Oliver just said, everything in the room became tense.
Abigail's father didn't wait another second. He bent his head even lower until his forehead touched Oliver's feet. His voice was weak and shaking as he said, "Please, we are sorry… very, very sorry."
Right after him, Abigail's mother followed. She got down as well, placing her hands together like she was praying. Her face looked pale, and her eyes were filled with shame. "Sir, we had no idea… Please forgive us."
Without needing to be told, they both turned to Abigail and forced her down too. Abigail's legs were weak, and her hands were trembling. Her father gave her a little push, and her knees hit the floor. "Bow your head now!" her mother whispered sharply.
And Abigail obeyed.
Now, the three of them were on the floor, heads down, in front of Oliver.
