ANASTASIA
Linda couldn't hold her desperation for long.
Just as I was stepping into the mansion— I was alone since Sonia went back to her place to prepare for her date with Arnold tonight—she immediately called me to find out if see could come over and pick me up or if she'll be expecting me today at my father's home.
I had to compose my temper and respond back in a cool tone by telling her to be patient. "I already agreed to come, didn't I, mother?"
"Yes Anna, I just wanted to make sure you..."
"I'll come on my own when I'm ready," I said, taking a seat on my couch, watching my guards take my shopping bags upstairs.
"You don't have to worry," I assured, my lips spreading into a cunning smile.
Linda breathed out in relief, promising to make my stay exciting.
I didn't argue about that. I just did what a loving daughter would do for her sweet stepmother. "Thank you, Mom," I faked appreciation before ending the call.
"Thank you indeed," I scoffed, dropping my phone down.
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That evening,
