Ominescent POV
Within the past six months Anastasia has became a bit bitter. She wasn't the same anymore and everyone that worked with her even sensed it. The joyous smile that she came to grow into had been replaced with a small hi or hello. She vowed to herself that she would never fall in love again. Especially with a white man. Those short but longggg three months she spent with Silas had changed her for the better. She had learned to be more kind hearted and she didn't always have to have up the brick wall she came to form as a young adult.
She took that pain and put it into work. That little situation would change her for the better. She went on designing dresses and planning weddings for celeberties like Joe Jonas and Sophie Turner, Zoe Kravitz and Karl Glusman, Chris Pratt and Katherine Schwarzenegger, Hillary Duff and Matthew Koma, and many many more. She would never let love get in the way of her of her first love. And she was loving it the money was rolling in and the publicty had definetley picked up more than usual. She was known for doing the most extravagent and outrageous weddings and people were constantly contacting her in hopes of her doing their wedding but she was booked until she got five weddings off her hands.
Now Silas on the other hand has been a bit miserable and has been stuck between a rock and hard place. He has been picking up the signs of his family being quite prejudice he just hasn't said anything. He called Anastasia numerous times after what had happened but she didn't answer the phone it would just ring out and eventually it would just go straight to voicemail.
Flashback
Silas couldn't take it anymore he missed Anastasia deeply and his ego was to big to admit it. Today he would call and apologize to her. He took a minute breathing in and out before he picked up the phone. He went to her contacts searching for "Mon Amour" before he found it. He tapped her name and then pressed the Facetime icon. She didn't answer for about three times but on the last call the phone said connecting. Silas's mind started doing flips due to the over excitement he was experiencing at the moment. When he answered the phone some red head answered he couldn't quite see her face face but he saw her hair if anything.
"What do you want?" she asked quite snappy,"
"May I speak with Anastasia?" I asking trying to see the background but it was dark
:"No she has nothing to say to you," and with that she hung up Silas wasn't shocked he supposed something like that might happen but he hoped for the best
After that call Silas couldn't get through to her and he just guessed the female on the phone had just blocked him. He brushed it off and just went to bed.
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