Anastasia spotted Henry in the distance. For a moment, she hesitated, reluctant to leave Tristan on his own. But it had been nearly a month since she'd last seen her father—not to mention the fact that they hadn't even exchanged so much as a text message.“Tristan, I'm going over there to say hello to my father. Would you like to come with me?” Anastasia asked.“Go ahead, darling. I'll have some cake over there.” Tristan pointed toward a corner of the room where an assortment of snacks and refreshments had been laid out.“Are you sure?”“Absolutely, darling!”“All right, then. Wait for me there, okay? Don't wander off without telling me.”“Okay, darling!” Tristan replied cheerfully before making his way toward the dessert table.His towering figure stood out among the other guests, making him impossible to miss. Once Anastasia was certain she wouldn't lose sight of him, she turned and headed toward Henry.But she'd barely taken two or three steps when someone caught her by the arm, br
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