The Bound Between Us

Chapter 755

Anastasia tried to keep her emotions in check, not wanting to hold a grudge against Katelyn, who had tragically lost her son. Katelyn took little Nancy to the nursery, and Anastasia ran a tired hand through her hair, feeling frustrated and worn out, before heading back to her bedroom.

In the hallway, she bumped into her father-in-law, Feiman. Since the incident with Herman, Feiman seemed to have aged, with more gray hairs showing.

"Hey, Dad," Anastasia greeted him with a small smile.

"Ana, you've been through a lot," Feiman acknowledged, his eyes filled with understanding. "You've been amazing. Herman was truly lucky to have married you, and so is the Salstrom family."

"Dad, we're all family here. There's no need to talk about who's been through what. It's what we do for each other," Anastasia said sincerely. "How are you feeling? Any better?"

Herman's situation had taken a toll on Feiman, and he'd been dealing with various minor health issues lately.

Feiman shook his head slightly, brushing away her concern. "Nothing serious, just little things."

He hesitated before adding, "Ana, please don't blame your mom. With Emmie and Nancy, they're her lifeline now. That's why she's so possessive of the kids."

"Dad, don't worry. I'm not upset with Mom. I understand. I'm busy with work and can't always be there for the kids. I'm grateful she's there to help," Anastasia reassured him.

Feiman nodded, visibly relieved. He knew Anastasia was putting on a brave face, sacrificing her own feelings to keep the family together. Her efforts with the company had not gone unnoticed by him either.

Anastasia had never managed a business before and had thrown herself into learning everything she could to avoid mistakes, with Nelson and Henry by her side to guide her.

get some rest. Don't overwork yourself,"

Dad,"

the warm water. She rested her

mind, and tears began

water

towel, she noticed a framed photo of her and Herman on the dresser. It was taken during

the frame, remembering how Herman had promised they'd go back

he had broken that

photo, she whispered,

let me

can'thandle this pain an

BUMS

him was more painful than any

Anastasia fell asleep,

Meanwhile, in Willowbrook...

a recurring dream, waking with

raining, and the wind blew the rain into the house,

the rain tapping against the window. An unexplainable sadness weighed on

sensed that

from him but he

was.