Anastasia And Elliot Presgrave Novel Novels & Stories

Anastasia didn't dare imagine what would happen if Mason refused to forgive her. He was the love she had cherished since childhood, the man she had sworn to marry. Back then, even the slightest frown of his would break her heart. And now, she had hurt him so deeply. Anastasia stood before her parents at the entrance to the Kains' villa. "Mom, Dad, please tell me where Mason is. I'll make things right—" "That's enough!" Eloise snapped, unable to bear it any longer. She held Anastasia's arm, her eyes filled with sorrow that Anastasia couldn't decipher.

Anastasia’s POV Back from the hospital, I couldn't feel the vast feeling of peace and confidence. For the first time, I felt slightly happy. Finally, Grandma got the treatment she deserved. I thought it would never be 6. I did it, I worked for it. I came to a halt outside the Morray Mansion, and 6 I paid for the cab I boarded. My eyes searched the vicinity before proceeding to the door, feeling fulfilled. I was back on time before Jace. At least, he wouldn’t know anything about what I had done.

“Then what are you waiting for?” I let out a humorless laugh. “A sign? A guarantee that this won’t end in heartbreak again?” She shook her head. “There are no guarantees, Susan. But one thing is clear...Elliot Prescott doesn’t just want a second chance. He wants forever.” I swallowed hard. Forever. Could I really trust him with that? *** Elliot The dining room of the Prescott estate was as grand as ever...dimly lit chandeliers, polished silverware, and an air of stiff formality that never seemed to disappear, no matter how many times I sat at this table.