Chapter 21

The sound of breaking branches from outside the window startled both Anastasia and Herman

Herman shot up, and Anastasia quickly sat up as well. A distance formed between them, making the atmosphere kind of awkward.

Herman put a hand to his lips and cleared his throat, asking somewhat awkwardly, “Why are you up?”

Breaking the silence, Anastasia looked down, fixing her hair at her ear, and said, I was thirsty, came out for water.”

Her heart was racing, cheeks slightly flushed from embarrassment. She didn’t dare to look at Herman, keeping her head down

“Oh, let me get you some water”

Herman got up, turned on the light, poured Anastasia a glass of water, and handed it to her.

Anastasia took the glass. “Thank you

She quickly took a drink, trying to calm herself down. Before she knew it, she had finished all the water in the glass.

“Do you want another glass?”

Herman’s deep voice rang out above her. Anastasia instinctively looked up, meeting his deep eyes. Her heart seemed to skip a beat.

was wearing loose pajamas, radiating an aura of

about him was so attractive

so she quickly composed herself, stood up and said. “I’m not thirsty anymore, thank you. I’m going back to

and hurried back to her room, closing the door behind her.

Herman smiled slightly. The sweet taste she

the glass Anastasia had drunk from, got up, and went to the water dispenser to pour

her room, Anastasia slapped her hot face, her mind filled with images of their kiss. Her emotions were far from calm; it was her

Herman was always out early and home late. She was busy too, and

from insomnia, tossing and turning. Every time she closed her eyes, Herman’s face appeared in her mind.

“What a pain.”

stared at the ceiling and muttered to herself, pulling the blanket over her head and starting to count

had a passionate dream, so real it felt like it actually happened. The sound of Herman’s ragged breathing in her ear was so

The next day.

up late. By the time she woke up, it

and walked out of her room to find Herman sitting on the couch in the

asked in confusion, “Don’t you

the kiss from last night, the passionate dream she had, and couldn’t help but feel

his lap. I

table. There were fried eggs, sausages, toast with blueberry jam and butter,

you eaten

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