Nikolai's POVThe private flight to Athens was awkward and silent. Anastasia sat on the opposite side of the cabin, her gaze fixed on the window, her body turned away from me. I kept to myself, pretending to read through documents I couldn't focus on.The silence between us was heavy, suffocating and every time I glanced in her direction, I saw the same thing, hollow eyes, pale skin, a distant expression that made my chest ache.I tried not to think about her and just tried to focus on business and the upcoming meeting with my grandfather, on anything other than the woman who was slipping through my fingers but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't, it was impossible.She was right there, close enough to touch, and yet she felt a million miles away. We landed in Athens, and a car was already waiting to take us to the estate. The drive was just as quiet. I watched the familiar streets pass by, my mind elsewhere.When we arrived, my grandfather was standing at the door, a wide smi
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