Chapter one hundred and twenty three

Chapter one hundred and twenty three.

Anastasia's POV.

The dining room is lit with dull lights in the colors blue and red, spread out such that they give the room a sensual sense and, at the same time, a beauty that captures my attention.

Apart from that, the dining table seems weirdly long, with just two chairs arranged so that they are vertically opposite each other. Then, there are foods spread out on the table. I wonder how I'd pick the apple in the middle of the table.

As I watch the decorations, I allow myself to calm down, knowing that tonight would go well. I didn't talk much with Hillary about it, so I don't know what could happen.

By the way, there are people in the room. Apart from the vampires at the door, guarding that spot, I see chefs setting up the table. Almost done. I wonder if there are also vampires.

Soon, they are done, and in no time, the guards open the door. My eyes shift there almost instantly when I hear the soft creak. There is Nicholas, gracing the ro