[ANASTASIA]
The moment I reach my room I shut the door and press my back against it.
My heart pounds inside my chest as if it’s ready to break out of it.
I close my eyes and try to shake off the conversation I had with Ivan out of my head.
But it proves to be an impossible task.
Especially when I’ve done something that I’ve never done before.
I hit him.
I did.
I look down at my hand, still feeling the sting from the impact.
They are trembling…my whole body is.
I can’t believe I let myself get so worked up.
Ivan’s words had cut deep, and I let my anger get the best of me.
But the worst part is, deep down, a small part of me enjoyed it.
The rush of adrenaline, the feeling of power…
But only for a few seconds before I am back to being myself.
I shake my head, trying to clear my
