The Bound Between Us

Chapter 5

When Anastasia got back home, Salma was already in snoozeville, so Anastasia tiptoed around, not wanting to wake her up. That night, Anastasia had a nasty case of insomnia. She couldn’t catch a wink of sleep until the crack of dawn

Despite hitting the sack super late, her body clock was as reliable as an alarm clock, always waking her up at 7 am sharp. She got up early, whipped up breakfast for her mom, and hit the road because she had to drop her car off at the repair shop. She needed it for her stall in the evening.

After dropping off the car, Anastasia remembered she needed to stock up goods from the market, but with her car in the shop, she had to call her bestie for a ride.

Once the call was done, Anastasia hung out on the side of the road, waiting. About half an hour later, a flashy red BMW pulled up next to Anastasia. It was her bestie Monica waving at her, “Anastasia, hop in.”

Anastasia hopped in, buckled up, and Monica, knowing where Anastasia had to go, drove straight to the market.

In the car, Monica went, Your old bucket of bolts needed replacing ages ago. Why are you still fixing it? Listen to me, get a new one.”

Anastasia laughed and replied, “A new car needs a wad of cash” She added, “No biggie, it’ll still do after a little fix–up.”

They’d been besties since high school, a friendship that had been going strong for more than a decade.

good life. Over the years, Anastasia had relied on

“Anastasia, why are you busting your ass off? It’s a waste of your talents to be running a stall at the Night Market. You used to

staying single forever? It’s been years, haven’t you moved on from Cason?!

old memories instantly flooded her mind, but they quickly faded into a blur. Seemed like time

replied, “Monica, I appreciate you looking out for me, but it’s fine.

a boyfriend? I heard from your mom that she’s introduced you to quite a few boys, and

roll, and Anastasia had to gently cut

to a halt and looked at Anastasia in surprise. “What did you just say? You’re married? You don’t even have a boyfriend. Who did you marry? Is it one of those guys your mom found for you on

reaction, and then she said, “Yes, I’m married. Not to a random guy, but to a man

kidding me?” Monica slammed on the brakes and pulled over. This was big news, and she needed all the details.

nearby drink shop, looking like she was ready to interrogate her. “Spill the beans,

helpless laugh and said, “His name is Herman. He works for Elysian Technologies. He’s a local, 30 this

certainty and detail, Monica had no choice but to believe her. “Herman?” Monica felt like she’d heard that name somewhere,