Chapter Seventy Two

Chapter Seventy Two.

Anastasia's POV.

Then, I arrive at the spot. I have been too hasty that the woman, making the cupcakes has seen me before I could hide.

But anyway, I did, running behind a wall. I hold my breathe.

She chuckles, "hey, I saw you already." When she states, I beat myself mentally before I come out from my hiding.

She has the sweetest smile I have seen in a while, and she's so dazzling. Seriously, everything about her attracts me.

I have stared too long that my brain has imagined her standing under the spotlight, which would so much justice to her elegance.

I cannot help but feel calm and walk towards her. I join her at the open spaced kitchen.

"Here, do you want to help me keep this inside the oven?" She asks me as she outstretches the tray containing many cupcakes. I nod my head, and without talking, I collect it from her and do the necessary.

I come to stand in front of the worktop, but at the opposite side, to her, so now, we are facing each other with only