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I open my eyes to see Grandma sitting next to me.

"What-" I was about to ask her, but I stopped when I remembered.

"Zay-" I croaked.

"принеси немного воды." Grandma ordered the maid standing next to the door. She nods and leaves. (Bring some water.)

"He was in a shock... But I heard he is fine now. I must say, he is the first man I saw, crying that much." Grandma says.

"How many days have it been since I was unconscious." I ask her.

It has been like this every year.

"Three days." She says curtly.

"Тебе не кажется, что пришло время двигаться дальше." Grandma says. (Don't you think it is time to move on.)

I don't answer.

"There is a charity ball conducted by Mr. Ivanov in two days and a gala four days from today." She says.

"I know...." I answers quietly.

"Твоя сестра уже расставила твои платья." (Your sister already arranged your dresses.)

"Come lets have breakfast... After that I want you to talk to the Thomas'... It seems they wanted to have a talk with you." She says and leaves.

I guess I cannot say 'no' to this.

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Breakfast went quite well.

Unlike most rich families, we don't do formalities on the dining table.

We literally gobble up the food.

"So.... I heard your going to meet them..... Thomas'.." Jade says.

"Yeah.... I guess I have no say in it.... I will probably be interrogated and called names.." I say.

"Hey.... Don't let them get to you.... I mean if they are trying to pick a fight, fight them back.... okay..." Violet speaks up.

I smile and nod.

"So how about you show them that your no longer the Keira that does not have any fashion sense..... How about I choose your wear....." Rachel asks.

"Yes you can..." I answer.

This is gonna be a long day.

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I must say, we, Romanov ladies have quite an eye in fashion.

They put together quite a good outfit.

It was a sky-blue suit, formal yet elegant and classy.

A dress which shows ones status.

They even paired it with bag, shoes and other accessories.

I totes love them.

{Keira's OOTD.}
~¥~

After dressing up, I stare at myself in the mirror.

I saw an independent and courageous woman... Yet, there is still one person who can break down my walls.

I hope he doesn't do anything stupid.

I check the file in front of me that contains the information of the women who tried to humiliate me at the restaurant few days back.

Those b*tches are not good people.

Anyway they're gonna end up in hell.

And if they try to pick a fight with me.... I'm gonna show them hell, in this world too, before they die.

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I walk in Bolshoi, a luxury restaurant here in Moscow.

The waitresses in the entrance greets me by giving me a bow.

I acknowledge them by giving them a curt nod.

"У вас есть бронь, миледи?" (Do you have a reservation, Milady?)

"Нет ... Просто приведи меня к мистеру Томасу." I say. (No... Just lead me to Mr. Thomas.)

"Миледи ... У нас есть оговорка только под миссис Томас." She says. (Milady... We only  have reservation under Mrs. Thomas.)

"Тогда веди меня туда." I  say. (Then lead me there.)

She does as I asked her.

When I entered, I heard the people there laughing.

I guess its because they heard my heels, they became silent.

Eliza and Zera stared at me wide eyed.

"You look...." Eliza starts.

"Different." I complete as I walk towards them and take a seat.

"So.... I believe we are gathering here to talk about me and him..... and my Angel." I speak.

Eliza was about to say something when I cut her.

"Although I don't know why they are here.... I thought this was between me and you guys."

I look at Elena..... I heard she got married.

Zera has grown up.... matured.

"They are like family to us." Eliza says.

"Oh..... That means I could bring in people I consider family too." I say as I took out my phone and asked Jon to come in.

He did within few seconds.

"What the hell... you brought in your bodyguard..." Mary screeches.

"His family has worked with us for generations.... Not like your connection. He is more like my brother. Also, please don't use that tone towards my people.... if anything, he earns ten times more than what your entire family, excluding the money you take from the Thomas'." I say to her, in a cool tone.

"How do you know that?... Its not as if you know us." Meredith asks.

"Meredith Stevenson, age thirty-nine... Childhood friend of Elizabeth Thomas. Husband Matthew Stevenson, mostly known for having business that goes bankrupt within two years. They are in high society, thanks to the friendship with the Thomas."

"Borrows almost a million every six months from Thomas.... Daughter Mary Stevenson, a total bully... There was even a student who committed suicide due to her, but covered it up... again with the help of Thomas' money. Although Thomas' does not know of the incident."

"Ever since Zay came into power, the money Stevenson's got from Thomas' decreased.... Thanks to Zay's intellect. Currently trying to marry of Mary to Zay to steady their income....."

I read out from the folder I brought.

"Should I read more.... I have every f*cking thing in here... including your lingerie sizes." I ask them showing the thick a*s folder.

I saw Jon snicker seeing the stunned faces of Stevensons.

I throw it on the table next to Eliza.

Elena picks it up and reads.

I could see they didn't expect this as the three Thomas ladies read it.

"Now about the incident...." I grasp their attention.... but saw the 'I'm-gonna-show-you-later' look that Eliza threw to Meredith.

"I don't entirely blame Zay.... Of course, I know it my fault too.... I should've listened to the reason.... If I did at least she would've been alive even if she had any developmental issues.... But if you were in my place... What would you do. I waited two days, and did he come to plead or beg, then and there I believed it was over for him." I tell them.

"But, he called you... messaged you." Elena argues.

"How can I say, that the person who called and messaged was even Zay?" I ask.

That shut them up.

"Was she beautiful?" Eliza asks.

"She looked like Zay... Black hair and Striking blue eyes." I smile remembering the tiny human that cried in my arms.

"Why don't you give him a closure.... huh?" Mary speaks up.

"Yeah..... Because, you didn't give him a good closure, Zay still thinks you still have feelings for him." Meredith says.

"I'm sorry, who said anything about closure?" I scoff, placing my hand on my heart.

Both mother and daughter's eyes became so wide, that for a split second I thought their eyes were gonna pop out.

"W-wh-what...." Mary says.... 'not' asks.

"I may not exactly know my feelings towards Zay, but I will not cut ties with him... I will not give him a closure."

I look at Zay's mother and sisters.

"But I will give him a chance.... It is what my family also said.... to give a chance on us."

"We were young and naïve back then..... children were we, but not anymore. We've grown up, Eliza.... And I'm making this decision as an adult. I also am asking for your forgiveness, for what a nineteen-year-old me did back then, if it affected your family." I stand and give a small bow.

I grab my bag, give them a smile and get ready to leave.

"My eyes will watch your every move." I say to the Stevensons, giving them a look that scared them.

Nobody messes with me.

Nobody.

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"I heard your giving Zay and yourself a chance." Rachel states.

It has been two days since I met Eliza and her daughters.

For some reason, the weight in my heart was somehow less, compared to the pas seven years.

I nod in answer.

"It was a good decision." She smiles.

"I do hope it was.... My heart had enough fracture already." I say.

"You still love him do you...." Rachel comments.

I stare at her.

I still do love him.

What type of gowns did my sisters prepare for the events coming up.

They have a tendency to mess up things.

Although I trust them, the do try to prank me.

I hope it goes well... I mean... I hope they chose good outfit.

Gosh, they are giving me a headache.

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