A Night With Him

CHAPTER THREE

" Mom? " Anastasia called, knocking on the door, but she was met with nothing but silence.

She frowned and turned the doorknob, walking into the room. Anastasia frowned when she didn't see her mom in bed. She heard the water running in the bathroom and she smiled.

" Mom, are you in there? " Anastasia asked, walking towards the bathroom.

Anastasia's brows furrowed when she didn't get a response. She knocked on the door and still, there was no response. Anastasia opened the bathroom door and walked in. She turned her gaze to meet her mom drowning in the bathtub with the water still running.

" No! " Anastasia screamed.

" No! " Anastasia screamed, snapping her eyes open as she sat up on the bed. She gasped softly, her breathing hard and fast as there were beads of sweat on her forehead. She looked around and noticed she was in her Dad's house, in her room. Anastasia sighed, placing a hand to her racing heartbeat. She licked her lower lip, trying to control her breathing.

When she finally calmed down, Anastasia looked out the window and saw it was morning already.

She exhaled, setting her legs to the floor and slipping them into her flip-flops.

She walked into the bathroom and rested her hand on the basin, staring at herself in the large mirror. She turned on the tap and washed her face. Then she turned off the tap, exiting the bathroom. Anastasia walked to her bed and gently sat on it. She looked at the picture frame on the nightstand and grabbed it. She gently grazed her hand on the picture, staring at the woman who was looking her mid-forties. She had beautiful, dark hair which cascaded down her shoulder.

Anastasia looked at the woman's brown eyes, which were the exact color of her eyes, and she smiled bitterly.

" I miss you so much, mom. " Anastasia whispered, tears rolling down her eyes.

A sudden knock came on the door, and she snapped her gaze at it.

" Who is it? " Anastasia asked.

" It's me. " The voice of her Dad responded.

" I am not interested in whatever you have to say, "Anastasia said, and there was a bit of silence before the door finally opened.

" What do you want? " Anastasia asked, the moment her Dad walked in.

William moved close to his daughter, staring at the frame in her hand.

" Breakfast is ready, "he uttered.

" I am not hungry, " Anastasia muttered and he sighed.

" I miss her too. " He uttered, staring at his wife in the frame and Anastasia scoffed.

" It's the truth, and you need to understand that I need you to accept this marriage. To help businesses booming. Your mom and I worked hard to get here and what crime is there in trying to move higher, huh? " William asked and Anastasia said nothing as she just kept staring at her mom's picture.

" Joining hands with the Wilsons is going to be great for us. " Her Dad uttered and Anastasia snapped her gaze to him.

" There is no us! " Anastasia blurted.

" That word ceased to exist the moment you took mom away from me. " She added.

" You make it sound like I killed her. " Her Dad said.

" Yes, you did. It was you who drove her to the edge by always being a control freak. You never loved her or me. You were nothing but a monster! " Anastasia snapped and William sighed.

" And really, this isn't about what's good for you and me. It's always been about you! " Anastasia added and her Dad gazed down, smacking his lips.

Anastasia counted seconds before her Dad spoke again.

" Just get ready for tonight. Make sure to wear something nice. " He said, walking out of the door.

Anastasia bit her lip, cursing underneath her breath.

The day passed by and it was finally evening. Anastasia stared at herself in the mirror as she was dressed in a gown.

She sighed, walking towards the door and she grabbed the door open. Anastasia walked down the stairs and as she arrived at the living room. She could hear chattering from the dining.

She arrived at the dining and a pair of four eyes met hers.

Anastasia stared at the middle-aged man and woman whom she knew to be the Wilsons. Her gaze finally shifted to the youngest man in the room and Anastasia needed no one to tell her he was her so-called husband-to-be.

He had blonde hair and blue eyes which didn't reveal any form of expression.

Anastasia peeled her eyes off him, looking at her Dad who pulled a smile at her and she diverted her gaze back to the Wilsons.

" Good evening, Mr and Mrs Wilson. " Anastasia greeted, moving close to the dining.

" Evening, dear. " The woman responded.

" Evening, Anastasia. It's nice to finally meet you. " The man said and Anastasia gently lowered herself to a chair.

" I must say, you look stunning my dear. " The woman complimented.

" Thank you, ma'am. " Anastasia uttered, forcing a smile.

" Oh, please. It's Cora. " The woman said.

" And this is my husband, Henry, and our son, Jared. " Cora Wilson introduced.

" Nice to meet you all. " Anastasia said, glancing at Jared, who didn't look at her.

" Uh... Shall we eat then? " William asked.

" Actually, no. " A voice said, and all gaze diverted to Jared Wilson.

" What do you mean, son? " Cora asked.

" I don't see the point of gathering here to eat and engage in meaningless chats, "Jared Wilson uttered.

" I am only here today to see my supposed bride-to-be and know if she isn't some baboon. " Jared added.

"Excuse me? " Anastasia said, throwing an offensive look at Jared, who raised his brows in question and Anastasia scoffed in disbelief at the unapologetic look plastered on his face.

" Now that we have seen each other. Why don't we go straight to the point? I don't like to waste my time. " He said, and the elders in the room glanced at each other as silence evaded the room.

" Uh... I... I agree with Jared. " Anastasia's Dad said, breaking the ice, and Cora and Henry Wilson nodded their heads in support while Anastasia scoffed.

" Like I said, I don't like to waste my time. So I think the wedding should be held this weekend. " Jared uttered.

" What?! " Anastasia said, her eyes widened.

" I believe you heard me, Annabelle," Jared said.

" Anastasia! " She gritted out in correction.

" It's Anastasia! " She repeated.

" Yeah. Well, whatever. Does anyone have a problem with the date? " Jared asked. His parents glanced at each other and they looked at William, who cleared his throat.

" I think it's perfect. " He said, and his daughter shot him a glare.

" The sooner, the better, "William added.

" Great. Then I guess we're done here. " Jared said, standing on his feet, and he walked away from the dining room.

His parents glanced awkwardly at each other and they both gently stood up.

" Thanks for having us, "Henry Wilson uttered.

" My pleasure, "William said, and he stood up, walking the Wilson's out.

Anastasia scoffed unbelievably as she grabbed a glass of wine and chugged a mouthful down her throat.