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“
Don
’
t
think
,
Anastasia
.
Not
about
this
.
”
His
tone
is
quiet
and
serious
.
How
can
I
not
think
?
You
can
pretend
to
be
a
car
,
like
his
other
possessions
.
My
subconscious
makes
an
unwelcome
vitriolic
return
.
I
ignore
her
.
Oh
,
can
’
t
we
rewind
?
The
atmosphere
between
us
is
now
tense
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
to
do
.
I
stare
down
at
my
fingers
.
How
do
I
retrieve
this
situation
?
He
puts
the
champagne
bottle
on
the
table
and
stands
in
front
of
me
.
Putting
his
hand
under
my
chin
,
he
tilts
my
head
up
.
He
gazes
down
at
me
,
his
expression
grave
.
“
I
will
buy
you
lots
of
things
,
Anastasia
.
Get
used
to
it
.
I
can
afford
it
.
I
’
m
a
very
wealthy
man
.
”
He
leans
down
and
plants
a
swift
,
chaste
kiss
on
my
lips
.
“
Please
.
”
He
releases
me
.
Ho
,
my
subconscious
mouths
at
me
.
“
It
makes
me
feel
cheap
,
”
I
murmur
.
Christian
runs
his
hand
through
his
hair
,
exasperated
.
“
It
shouldn
’
t
.
You
’
re
overthinking
it
,
Anastasia
.
Don
’
t
place
some
vague
moral
judgment
on
yourself
based
on
what
others
might
think
.
Don
’
t
waste
your
energy
.
It
’
s
only
because
you
have
reservations
about
our
arrangement
;
that
’
s
perfectly
natural
.
You
don
’
t
know
what
you
’
re
getting
yourself
into
.
”
I
frown
,
trying
to
process
his
words
.
“
Hey
,
stop
this
,
”
he
commands
softly
,
cupping
my
chin
again
and
pulling
at
it
gently
so
I
release
my
lower
lip
from
my
teeth
.
“
There
is
nothing
about
you
that
is
cheap
,
Anastasia
.
I
won
’
t
have
you
thinking
that
.
I
just
bought
you
some
old
books
that
I
thought
might
mean
something
to
you
,
that
’
s
all
.
Have
some
champagne
.
”
His
eyes
warm
and
soften
,
and
I
smile
tentatively
up
at
him
.
“
That
’
s
better
,
”
he
murmurs
.
He
picks
up
the
champagne
,
takes
off
the
foil
top
and
cage
,
twists
the
bottle
rather
than
the
cork
,
and
opens
it
with
a
small
pop
and
a
practiced
flourish
that
doesn
’
t
spill
a
drop
.
He
half
fills
the
cups
.
