Anastasia's POV
“Wipe your tears Anastasia, you need to stop crying.” Blake said, picking up a tissue for me.
“I…I…I…Why?” I bursted into tears again.
I couldn't believe it, I refused to believe that everything was orchestrated. When I saw that picture I lost it, Lawrence was going to pay for every single pain he costs me.
“She…is…with a child?” My voice cracked.
“You have to take it easy on yourself, Anastasia.”
“No!” I stood up. “I shouldn't take it easy on myself, if I wasn't so blinded by love, by him we wouldn't be here….”
Blake sighed and stood up. “At least you are alive, that's what matters” He placed his hands on my shoulder. “We just have to figure out a way to overthrow them.”
“How many supporters do we have?” I asked, in high hope.
“None.”
“Everyone here is just tryi
