Anastasia Died Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tears came rolling down her cheeks and she sniffed hardly as she tried to hold her pains, tears and emotions back. "I hate you and the fact that you're my Mother" " Anastasia..." Anna couldn't wait again, not when her Mother was still in here, she took her knapsack and stormed out the room, exiting the house swiftly. Diana staggered and sat on the chair, clenching her dress, tightly. Anastasia stopped at the stream nearby and knelt on the ground. She stared at her palms which shook and lifted them to the water to scoop a large amount of water and rinse her face.

This got Anastasia to fully believe that Adam was indeed in trouble. She told no one but she had secretly booked a flight to London for tomorrow as she wanted to be present for Carla's funeral. It was sad for her but she didn't cry. It was the same as when her father passed away, she didn't shed a tear at the hospital. Anastasia felt a tap on her shoulders which made her turn around to spot two women who seemed to be Carla's age group. “Hello dear. We've seen you with Carla a few times here in our neighborhood.” Anastasia didn't smile and only gave a one nod.

He realized that this could be the end of his life and had given up any hope of survival. Anastasia, fueled by anger, was inches away from killing Wayne. Her friends were too afraid to stop her, they knew she meant business. Pacia, unable to take the tension any longer, collapsed onto the hard ground and lost consciousness. Kyna, on the other hand, appeared to be enjoying the scene. "FUCK YOU, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Anastasia yelled as she punched Wayne with even more force. Wayne braced himself for the end, but it wasn't his time yet.

His pov Anastasia was traumatized honestly, seeing people get killed and being away from her comfort zone, it really affected her, but in a way it made her stronger. The doctor said it was good it happened now that she'll forget the memories soon and a little bit of therapy would go a long way...in general she'd be fine. Bella had been unconscious for some days, apparently she got some fluids into her system and it had to be flushed out but she was fine.

It was a rare situation indeed to have to speak in hushed tones like a thief in one’s own home. “How is the situation right now?” Not wasting time, Lily got straight to the point. “Do you know that Rhea is dead?” The smile on Anastasia’s face froze, and she nodded. “I heard.” “How did your father react to it?”

No wonder she had become so pale and unstable. She was dying. Tears filled Anastasia’s eyes. It was almost pitiful. But I was afraid to believe in her again. “Okay.” Anastasia stood up and dragged her feet toward the stairs. Kareena smiled in satisfaction. Anastasia glanced at me, then turned back to Kareena, who never expected what came next. She stabbed Kareena straight through the heart with a dagger. An Oak tree dagger. It could kill even the strongest witch. “Ahhh… w-what did you just… do?” Kareena stuttered as blood spilled from her mouth.

Simona said, and Anastasia raised an eyebrow at her. “Okay, I will get my bag.” Anastasia smiled and bent over to get her bag but was hit with a sudden dizziness. She tried to support herself by grabbing her desk but went down. The only thing she heard was Patrick's panicked voice before she was consumed by darkness. ~ Hospital ~ Anastasia woke up to beeping sounds. She opened her eyes and realized she was in the hospital. She sat up, disconnecting the IV drip attached to her hand. However, just as she was about to stand, the door opened, and Diana walked in holding a paper bag.

And then… Elaine falling. My fists clenched. “Ryan did this.” No one argued. I stepped back, the weight of the truth settling over me. Elaine was dead because of this war. Because of my choices. Because I hadn’t ended things sooner. __________ || ANASTASIA’S POV || My phone vibrated softly against the table, the sound cutting through the heavy silence of the room. I had been sitting there for a long time, staring at nothing, my thoughts tangled and restless. The vibration felt louder than it should have, as if it carried something ominous with it.

I noticed a large wound on her stomach. “Is he… dead?” she breathed. “He is,” I replied. “That’s good… that’s… good…” She was shaking and pale, and I watched as her eyes slowly fluttered shut. “Ana! Ana!” -Anastasia- I had never felt such peace.Everything was light and good. There was no pain. “Ana!” “Mom?” I recognized that voice. It belonged to my mother. I looked around the bright light, but I couldn’t see anything.

"You are also the best, my love. There is no woman more beautiful and sensual than you. I love you, Dianne." Their conversation made Anna's body stiffen. Anna moved closer to the door. Her eyes peered through the crack of the open door. Her chest heaved as she saw Dianne lying on her bed with Jason on top of her, moving his hips. Anna covered her mouth and shook her head. Her husband and half-sister, whom she trusted so much, were now betraying her.