My jaw dropped. Anastasia's girlfriend? The thought stabbed at me like a blade. I felt something akin to a heart attack. I couldn't breathe. My stomach churned, and I felt as if I was about to throw up. I couldn't believe it. But the woman was standing right before my eyes. She was real, and she was here, now claiming back what was hers.
Why did Anastasia do that to me? Why she never told me she already has a lover? Maybe I was just another slave to her. Whatever we had was merely a s****l enjoyment. I was too easy to fall in love. I was too stupid to lose myself.
With the thoughts screaming in my head, hot tears streamed down my cheeks. I tried to swallow the pain, but it was too late to stop my heart from breaking.
Nikol kept staring at me with her cold eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Sh
