Chapter one hundred and twenty six

Chapter one hundred and twenty six.

Anastasia's POV.

Nicholas is next to me, his eyes checking at me through the corners, and I smile at myself, inwardly of course.

I acted as though I didn't know. As a vampire, he could know that I know, but as long as he isn't talking about it, I don't care.

Soon, we arrive in front of a new door. Nicholas opens the new door yet again with his mind.

"I see it's something of the norm here." "You all don't know how to open doors with your hands?" I ask with a little sarcasm in my tone, and he chuckles.

"Well, well," is all he states as he smiles. "Please..." his voice trails off again as he stretches his hand forward for me to take. I squint my eyes with hesitation before heading in, but then, after a few seconds of staring into his eyes and noticing that he's only just smiling at my childish act, I walk inside.

This space is dim, with a few scented candles spread out. I wandered my eyes around, not seeing much, but at least I was able to see a