After the incident, Anya stayed at her apartment for two full days. She locked herself up and didn’t even bother to open her phone. She dreaded it even. She doesn’t want to see it.
It took these days for Anya too forgive herself and comfort herself. Funny how she hated her for it. She disdained the woman on the photos. But it was herself.
She was depressed for a while. She knew it was unprofessional, but she really broke down this time.
Because the only she possessed as her own is herself. Her dignity, honor and mindset. But these were about to be destroyed. Can’t she lament and cry for a while?
So she let herself sulk inside her closed doors. It took time for her to convince herself that it was not her fault. Technically, it wasn’t. but anxiety got to her. The shame and disgust she felt to wards those pictures were so real.
She really hated her fate. Just when she recovered, she took another critical hit. For a time, she doesn’t want to do anything. She doesn’t want to see anyone, face the world, or even be in this world.
But after depressing for two days, she felt the hunger and thirst. The pain and sting made her feel she was still alive. There is no escaping her faith. Just as always, she could only accept and fight it.
So on the third day, she finally moved. She stood from the bed and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dead but there was a flush in her cheeks, a manifestation of flesh and life.
She is alive and this is her life. she could only strive and push herself to live with it. She sighed. This mentality had been the one keeping her sane for all she had been through.
Because even if she lamented and depress her days away, nothing will change. She is still living, and she will feel pain, hunger and thirst. Sooner or later, she needed to move. That’s life, you need to continue doing to fend for yourself.
She took a cold shower to wash her worries away.
When she was done, she changed into fresh clothes and came out. Then she finally took the phone that she had put aside these days.
The screen was cracked but it was still working. She saw a ton of messages.
Some of them were from her assistants asking for her state. That day, she went home and let her assistants off. They were reluctant, but she assured them. But she ordered them one thing. They shouldn’t say a word of what happened that day.
Then she saw Damon’s messages. It was a series of them. ‘Anya? Did you close early? Want dinner?”
‘Busy?’
‘Anya where are you?’
‘Why is the studio close?”
“I’m getting worried. Answer me please.”
Along with his messages, there was also plenty of missed calls.
Since that day, Anya had already thought of Damon. She wanted to see him, ask for his help and comfort. But she is ashamed. She felt once again that she unworthy of him.
And know, the anxiousness once again kicked in. As she read Damon’s messages of worry, she felt guilty and ashamed.
Her hands open his contact and she was once click away from calling him, but she couldn’t do it. She wanted to ask for help but she felt it was so shameless. Something like this, it was not good for the eyes. How could she bare letting Damon see this?
Anya’s heart tightened once again. ‘What should I do?’
In his office, Damon was staring at his phone. For the past two days, he had been messaging Anya, but she was not responding. He also went to her studio but it was closed. He tried to contact her two assistants but they only said Anya gave them a day off.
He was very close to going at her home. He was worried something might happened to her.
In the past days, Damon was on edge. Again, he was about to message Anya when he received a mail.
He opened it and his brows immediately tightened when he saw the contents. It was pictures of Anya in an inappropriate state!
The hand that held the phone tightened. These pictures were familiar. And he immediately connected it to the time Anya was kidnapped.
Andrei!
There was no doubt he was the one behind it!
This time, Damon was not thinking bad about Anya. He already knew that she was kidnapped at that time. He was even present in the scene. Back then, he also became angry. He thought Anya and Andrei had made up and he walked out, turning his back on them.
But who knew it was Andrei’s arrangements! Damon investigated it and found out everything.
He would never blame Anya. She was a victim, and she was taken advantage of by a man she once trusted.
Andrei had sent a picture that time, but Damon did not expect that he took these many pictures!
Damon’s heart raged. His anger burst into the peak. Andrei that despicable bastard! He was a disgusting man.
Damon clenched his hands and his eyes burst in flames.
After sending the pictures, Andrei tossed his phone at the side. His lips carried a smirk as he brought a cigarette in his lips.
His eyes lit up in malice. He was waiting for Anya to come find him but unexpectedly, she didn’t arrive. She was really testing his patience huh.
That’s why today, she would send her a warning. He sent it first to his man, creating ripples in their relationship. And if she doesn’t want it to go in public, well she should make her decisions carefully, right?
Looking at a woman’s disdainful state, what man can accept this? Damon would certainly despise Anya with this. An imposing and self-righteous man as Damon who has power wouldn’t want someone staining his name and reputation. He wouldn’t want someone as dirty as Anya.
After breaking Damon and Anya apart, Anya would realize she had no on to turn too. The man she wanted disdained her. He would throw her in the mud after seeing who she really was. In that time, she could only turn back to him. Only he would be accepting her back.
Andrei was very confident with this plan that his eyes were shining brightly.
Andrei smiled satisfyingly. He blew out the smoke leisurely as he spread his arms in the back rest of the sofa.
‘Anya darling, sooner or later, you wouldn’t have anyone else, but me.’