All Chapters of The hybrid twins curse : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Anastasia’s POV Spending the night at Uriel’s place had helped more than I expected. It has been a while since I slept without crying myself awake in the middle of the night. Uriel and I had stayed up talking for hours about random things, anything that didn’t involve Jed, mates, or humiliation. We talked about movies, school and her weird obsession with vanilla ice cream. At some point, we even laughed so hard her mom came upstairs threatening to separate us like children. It felt… nice and normal. I didn’t realize how badly I needed that. The next morning, we got ready for school together. “You can wear one of my hoodies if you want,” Uriel offered while brushing her hair. I looked at her suspiciously. “You just want me to advertise your terrible fashion sense.” She gasped dramatically. “Excuse me? This hoodie is iconic.” “It literally says emotionally unstable in glitter.” “Exactly.” I laughed and she followed, a smile etched on our faces. By the time we left her hous

Anastasia’s POV By morning, I already regretted agreeing to let Silas handle things because I forgot that handling things involved Jed and Jed clearly hated me. I stood outside the house with my backpack hanging from one shoulder while checking the time on my phone for what felt like the hundredth time. “He’s doing this on purpose,” I muttered under my breath. The school day had already started fifteen minutes ago and there was still no sign of Jed. I sighed heavily and glanced toward the house again. Part of me wanted to just go back inside and ask Mom to drive me instead. Five more minutes passed, fortunately Jed’s black car pulled up in front of me. The smug expression on his face immediately irritated me. He rolled down the passenger window slightly. “You getting in or what?” I narrowed my eyes at him before yanking the door open aggressively and climbing inside. “You’re late.” Jed shrugged lazily. “Cry about it.” I rolled my eyes and slammed the door shut harder tha

Anastasia’s POV “This one looks pretty.” I looked up from the flowers in my hand as Uriel pointed toward a small arrangement of white lilies at the corner of the shop. “Yeah, Dad did like lilies.” I admitted with a smile. Uriel smiled back and picked them up carefully before adding them to the basket in her hands. The flower shop smelled fresh and calming, filled with soft music and quiet chatter around us. It was the most peaceful I’d felt all week. It was just me and Uriel walking through rows of flowers while preparing for my father’s grave visit which was in four days. My heart ached at the thought, it had already almost been a month since his death and it still didn’t feel real. “You okay?” Uriel asked beside me when she noticed I was zoning out. I forced a small nod. “Yeah.” Uriel eyed me suspiciously. “Speaking of miserable,” she started, “why exactly are you letting Jed control you like that? Anastasia, you’re literally acting like his servant.” My cheeks reddened i

ANASTASIA'S POV "Finally," Uriel sighed as the bell rang signifying end of classes. "We can get out of here." "Sure we can. I'm nervous now though." I responded. I was nervous about two things. The day had gone by smoothly, neither Maisie nor Jed had disturbed me, I didn't want to think it had anything to do with dad's birthday as there was no way he could have known. I should have been happy they left me alone at least for the day but instead it left me with an eerie feeling, I couldn't quite shake off the feeling that they were planning something after school. On the other hand, the thought of going to the funeral home had me uneasy. This was my first time since dad died and I didn't know how to feel or react, it felt weird. I had settled into my reality of not having a dad anymore but it felt more real today in a way I couldn't describe. I didn't know how to react or what to feel, it just felt odd. "And then we'd have to get back in time," I heard briefly just before Uriel

ANASTASIA'S POV Morning came early and I wasn't prepared for it, I wasn't ready to face Zain or Jed or answer the numerous questions I was sure mum would ask about why I had disappeared after dinner. "Ugh," I groaned, pulling the sheets over my head and hoping I could stay there all day. Different thoughts crossed my mind, I could call in sick and avoid school, avoid going downstairs but then it would be all too convenient and I didn't want Zain thinking I was scared. I also didn't want Jed noticing anything strange again, especially as I wasn't sure if he had put the pieces together. I laid there still, contemplating my next line of action as I watched the clock tick slowly, Jed would be so mad if I made him late today but I couldn't care less, I was done catering to his feelings. The knock I dreaded soon sounded on my door and I peeked out from under the covers just in time to meet mum's gaze. She rushed in in an instant, hands all over my face and neck and worry written all