Chapter 239

Herman didn’t fully understand. The nicer he was to Anastasia, the heavier her mood seemed to get. His kisses were always so gentle, like the soft brush of spring breeze.

Her hand moved towards his belt….

“Anastasia.” Herman caught her hand, stopping her immediately. “Your wound at your waist… it’s not healed yet.”

“I want it.” Anastasia pushed him down onto the bed, straddling him. “I know what I’m doing.”

With that, she bent down and initiated a kiss. Anastasia had never been this forward before. Her hand slipped under his shirt.

That night, fearing he might hurt her, he was even gentler than usual.

Afterwards, Anastasia lingered, her fingertip lightly tracing his face, outlining his features in the dim light. He held her, sensing her unusual mood, and said, “Go to sleep.”

on her mind, and it must have something to do

agreement, closing her eyes to sleep. Perhaps she was too tired,

propped his arm under her head as a pillow, gazing tenderly at her sleeping face in the dimness. Some

The next day.

early, preparing breakfast for everyone. Salma, also an early riser, heard the noise and got up too. She wanted to help in the kitchen, but Anastasia shooed

looking so pitiful it tugged at people’s heartstrings. The bruises from the beating she had taken

their bedroom, freshening up. When he came out, dressed, Anastasia had finished making breakfast. “You have to go to work, so eat first. Pattie and I will

hoping to let her sleep

worry about Anastasia having too much

wakes up, you can take her shopping for some new clothes,” Herman suggested. “I’ve asked the school for a week’s leave for her. She can rest

smiled and said, “Okay, it’s time

came out of Pattie’s room, and Anastasia said, “Mom,

soundly,” Salma chuckled, sitting down.

bed in Penny’s house. Sleeping outside in various weather conditions had become routine. Now, in the cold of Riverdale, being able to

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