Anastasia POV
The walk of shame back to the bedroom is one I never imagined I would do, my box lay haphazardly on the floor, and I grab the bag walking back into the bedroom.
My eyes water and my lips shake with tears, before I can let it all out, a knock on the door follows.
"Mrs. Greyson, it's Madame Thelma, you need to decide on tonight's dinner choice"
I frown, is this what he wants me to do all day at home? Renovate his home and plan dinners and charity events.
"Do anything you want please" I gently call out from inside the bedroom
"Okay mam, dinner is at seven, Mr. Greyson has dinner usually by then, do you want to make any altercations?"
"No Madame Thelma" I reply, her footsteps following and fading away, after dinner, I can call to see Bianca and tell her about the drama tha
