Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 4

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Felicia posted on her bare in beng a photo of an empty bed.

For now, she did not dare publicly reveal ber reliasetup with Alastor on Instagram

ther for was it to posted to

Lanz on her bed Aasasa had a poseblee

She lay quietly for a long time her bands and feet trembling

As she contemplated her circumstances, the came to the realization that there was little worth clinging to.

Her mother had long passed away, and her father had remarried. Her stepmother did not treat her well leaving behind childbood traumas that made her fear men at one point.

Otherwise, pven her appearance, she wouldn’t have had to resort to blind dates and hasty marriages

Inhaling deeply. Anastas led her hand to touch her cheek, finding tears there.

Ste was shedding tears born from anger.

In the grand scheme of life and death, everything seemed insignificant. Yet, she had truly loved Alastor.

Anastasia eded an Instagram post and uploaded it

her beat cycle again. Tomorrow, I’ll be taking her for spayınır The accompanying image featured her Ragdoll cat

The cat

had blue eyes and was adorable and affectionate.

last winter and named

Anastasia had chosen to care for this Ragdoll cat in lieu

children

woman was gauged by

marriage. Alastor’s sentiments toward her had seemingly remained consistently lackluster.

love required love first before passion could ignite.

night. astasia could not sleep.

Four years

did she have left in

genuinely poured all her feelings

she went ahead and

studied in Atharia and

a social butterfly and has quite a reputation. She could charm angone and went all out to pursue a

friend, Kimberly Castillo, knew

[She’s Alastor’s ex–girlfriend. She now works in Alastor’s company, and he cheated on me. Right now, he’s in her

the message,

by a multitude of

silent. The chat box showed

she finally sent one word:

away and inquired: (You said Felicia pursued a handsome

Anastasia. Her instinct was to reprimand, but she tried to restrain hervil at that moment. berly wrote: [1] show you a photo of him. Wait for me. I’ll book a