Chapter one hundred and nine

Chapter one hundred and nine.

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Anastasia's POV.

We arrive in the other room in no time, and rightly after, Madeleine moves to the kitchen space where we'd be making the cupcakes. For me, on the other hand, I couldn't help but feel delighted about this.

I mean, after a hard lunch time of arguing with the two world's greatest annoying and cruel, cold-hearted Vampires who are supposed to rot in the deepest part of hell, I am now here to see the loveliest creation of cupcakes and then, also have the chance to eat them. I mean, how wondrous could today end with any more?

By the way, I think we are in the evening at the moment. Time really flies so fast when you don't have anything that keeps you to wanting to keep on checking it. Anyway, a part of me actually does feel bad when I thought of Nicholas and Hillary in that manner.

Of course, they are bad but then, who knows? I mean, I know I am not making sense, especially with me, accepting them one time and then, hating on th