-ANASTASIA-It almost felt as if the smell is mocking me for not remembering it. “No… weirdo.” she said chuckling.“But I have smelled that before.” I said feeling confused but where did I get that? I am sure I got the smell before and it had confused me even then.She ruffled my hair making me glare at her. “This is the smell of Roy’s milk. Almost all babies’ milk that are bought from the store smells similar. You don’t even have a kid then how did you smell that?”“I don’t know.” she came to touch my hair again but I stopped her. “Don’t.”She frowned. “Are you done Anna? I would appreciate some help.” Chris yelled from inside. We looked at each other for a second before bursting into laughter.“Oh my god. I should get in there before he decides to leave me. You should go now as well if you don’t want to

-ANASTASIA-I know I have to follow him or more like I wanted to follow him. So badly. My guess might be wrong and he is actually going to a club not caring about his looks or to his office as there is an emergency.  But my gut spoke otherwise as I pulled my joggers on. Who knows if he is going to kill someone? I just had to know!Confused whether to take the camera or just my phone I stood there debating the chances of getting caught. There was no time for delay since he had already taken his car from the parking lot. There is nothing that can stop me from finding out what he is hiding today. Putting the phone in my pocket I skipped down the stairs and hailed a taxi.“Where to ma’am?” the man asked looking troubled at my costume for the night. Yeah I am wearing a flimsy lace tank top and a thin cardigan that I found hanging next to my door. Oh and weird pink joggers. I didn’t have any options at the time okay? Also

-ANASTASIA-“You can’t hold me like this. Not again. I will scream and... And all this people won’t leave you.” I said trying to loosen his hold on my elbow. But instead of leaving me he pushed me to the wall and smirked ever so lightly.“Did you think you could play with my life and I will leave you alone?” he sneered leaning closer to me.“I was just doing my job.” I explained but all I got was a scoff. “You are hurting me.” I said in a small voice hoping he would loosen his hold but he didn’t. If anything he only grasped tighter.“Are you manhandling a girl in broad light, Mr. Dominic?” a voice said followed my multiple snaps. Now I would like to see him escape. I smirked at him but his expression didn’t waver.“Sir leave the girl alone.” I tried to pull away from him but he hauled me closer into a semi hug with my elbow still in his

-ANASTASIA-He signed the papers and passed them to me. Wiping the tears from my eye I signed them and looked away only to hear the clock chime. 12:00 Am. I am now officially married on Christmas without the normal ‘I dos’ or the vows.The irony of it all. I never imagined I would be wearing a sweater and jeans with a sling bag for my white wedding dress and the only people at my wedding is my ‘husband’ and myself. No priest. No family.“Merry Christmas, Mrs. Dominic.” His raspy voice wished and I glared at him in return. My eyes went to the window and saw a white ball drop followed by another. Oh my god it is snowing just like I always wanted but not with the man I love.I had to get out of here. As soon as possible. My flight didn’t leave yet, I had time. All I had to do was escape this man. “You made my job easier by packing your bags. Rick take her bags.” He looked at me while his

-ANASTASIA- Can anything be more awkward than spitting on your mother-in-law? Nathan passed me a napkin and I wiped my mouth while she wiped her face. “I am so sorry, Mrs. Dominic, I didn’t mean to. It’s just that you called him Natty and I couldn’t control myself, I am sor… sorry.” I rambled while Mr. Dominic tried not to laugh and Nathan well he had his hands on his forehead. “It’s okay dear. Why don’t we get started?” Mr. Dominic said passing me the mashed potatoes, I mouthed a thank you and the dinner went silently for a while. “Nathan what is your daughter’s name?” I looked at him expecting him to say her name but he looked uncomfortable. “Baby?” I coughed trying to hide my surprise. “Don’t tell me you named your kid Baby, cousin?” the guy next to Mrs. Dominic said with a sinister smile. “No... Absolutely not Peter.” I glanced at him with raised eyebrows, how come he didn’t name her yet? I could see the suspicion in Peter