Chapter 70: Anastasia

I stand in front of the vanity mirror, my fingers adjusting the collar of my silk dress. The emerald-cut diamond on my left hand is so heavy it pulls at my wrist. It catches the light from the dressing room lamps, throwing fractured white beams against the wallpaper. I slide my thumb underneath the band, feeling the thin gold sapphire ring hidden on the chain beneath my collar.

The door behind me opens quietly. Emmet walks in, wearing a dark, tailored suit that fits his broad frame perfectly.

He stops behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders.

"You look beautiful, Anastasia," he says, his eyes meeting...