Anna Karenina Characters Novels & Stories

How foolish she had been. A knock sounded on the door. Before she could answer, Karen stepped inside. Irina stiffened immediately. Karen wore a soft cream dress and a sympathetic smile. The kind that made her want to scream. “I’m sorry,” Karen said quietly. Irina laughed bitterly. “Are you?” Karen’s smile faltered. “I never wanted things to happen this way.” “Then how did you want them to happen?” Irina asked. Silence. Karen looked away. That was answer enough.

Back to the present… Anya’s POV When I woke up in the morning, Nikolai was gone. I had not seen him leave the room, I had slept so late last night. Leaving the bathroom after brushing, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to meet a middle aged woman with a warm smile and an apron around her waist. “Hello Miss Anya, I am Yelena, the housekeeper. Nikolai is waiting downstairs; he would like you to join him for breakfast.”