Chapter 120

ANASTASIA

"What's that sweet smell?" I yawned, sniffing the air with delight.

I carefully sat up in bed and found a tray with my breakfast, waiting for me on a beautifully decorated table.

"What is this?" I uttered with a smile growing wider on my face.

On the tray was a red heart-shaped card, with my name written boldly in front.

It had a familiar wolf's paw print all over it.

"Diego," I chuckle