Anastasia
I said it before I could stop myself
"Widow?" Damon got up off the floor, "You're only twenty, when were you even married?" He seemed so confused, I remembered now, I was Anastasia, not Annabell, my head hurt, I held my head in my hands
"No, I'm not married, I was never married" I said more to myself than Damon but he heard, he came to me again and kneeled, holding my hand in his, I stared into those blue orbs again finding myself getting lost in them, it made more sense now, these were not my feelings, at least not entirely, they were hers, they were Annabells. Without thinking I bought our hands to my mouth and I kissed his hand my lips lingered on his hand.