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

thus little one at home is entering her beat cycle again. Tomorrow, I’ll be taking her for spayınır The accompanying

The cat

eyes and was adorable

adopted the little Ragdoll last winter and named it

Anastasia had chosen to care for

children

love for a woman was gauged by his desire for her, struck

remained consistently lackluster.

love required love first before passion could ignite.

could not sleep.

Four years

many more cycles of four years did she

had genuinely poured all her feelings into the relationship.

chuckled sarcastically. Since she could not sleep, she went ahead and sent Felicia’s profile, name, and photo to her childhood friend

and attended the same school as Felicia.

and has quite a reputation. She could

Kimberly Castillo,

now works in Alastor’s company, and he cheated on me. Right now, he’s in her bed]

Anastasia typed the message,

that concise text by a

The chat box showed that she was

long while, she finally sent

inquired: (You

console 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