Anastasia's POV
At home, Thomas and two other staff help to get all our things inside the mansion. I take some of the bags from Sephora and Victoria's Secret, helping and not wanting the staff to see the embarrassing things my mom forced me to get. A slight blush creeps up on my cheeks.
I hurry to my room, needing to get changed before the guests arrive. My mom is doing the same, almost bouncing in excitement. My dad just shakes his head in exasperation.
"Gina, do you know the time? The guests arrive in 35 minutes?" He scolds with a small deep laugh. My mom kisses his cheek.
"Yes, yes. Well, we had to hook up our girl - didn't we?" She asks before closing the door to their bedroom.
I go into my own room, where a surprise awaits me. On the bed, two cocktail dresses lay. O
