Nicholas’s POVMy heart and my whole world stopped when I entered the room and found it empty, there was no one there and I could remember vividly that I locked this room and kept the key after I dropped Anastasia in here, where could she have gone to. I just couldn’t comprehend the fact that she was not in the room anymore."Anastasia?" I called out, my voice a jagged edge of hope, fear and desperation, but there was no answer.I stepped into the room, and the air seemed to vanish from my lungs. The first thing I saw in the room was the porcelain. The Ming style vase that had sat on the mantel for decades was now a galaxy of white and blue shards scattered across the hardwood. Then, my eyes noticed the state of the bed. The silk sheets, usually pristine and cool to the touch, were bunched and twisted. In the center, like a macabre blossom, was a smear of crimson. It was obviously blood. The thought that it might belong to Anastasia made me almost lose my mind as I stood there in sil
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