Arabella had done a hurtful thing to her friends and family. She left them all back in America. With Chris being gone it was too painful to be there anymore. She thought she could handle it but in reality she was just too fucked up. She was 17 with a newborn. A premie newborn. She loved Claire because it was all she had left of Christopher but at the same time thats why it hurt so much to look at her. It was like as soon as she was born she sunk into the deepest depression she had ever been in. Deeper than when she was first told her powers were killing her.
Once the jet arrived back in England she went back to the Adair mansion she and numerous Adairs had grown up in. Normal people could only wish to live in this kind of luxury. The staff had maintained the house while the Adairs were away. Her sisters were home from their latest modeling tour but she avoided them as much as she did before. They werent close like she and Alec were. Alec was going to be so mad. She didnt care anymore.
At home she let a nanny care for Claire most of the time. She still spent time with her daughter but she felt so numb. She had tea with Queen Elizabeth, a friend of the family and one that was quite fond of Arabella. When she wasnt doing either of those things she was out on one of the many balconies reading or just staring out at the estate.