CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: Revenge and Goal

Anastasia shifts uneasily, her fingers twisting around the edge of her skirt. It’s as if the very atmosphere thickens, suffocating her with its intensity. Fortunately, after what feels like an eternity of silence, she finally speaks, her voice hesitant, her gaze flickering to my face.

"I... I'll do it.”

"Excellent," I pur, my voice smooth as silk. "Thanks for not rejecting my request. That means a lot to me, really."

Anastasia swallows hard, before countering, “I’m only agreeing to this to make amends for the troubles I’ve caused you. Don’t think of this as something more than that.”

“Oh, believe me, I know,” I lean forward, my demeanor remains poised and composed. "I've already made some initial plans for the wedding from two years ago. Of course, I'll be making a few modifications and improvements."

I gesture for Christy, who’s standing a few feet from me, to come closer. Christy hurries over, her eyes darting between me and Anastasia. Then I turn to Anastasia and say,

"Christy wi