Ok! so I can't wait any longer! I was waiting for my Beta reader to get back to me but she hasn't so sorry about the mistakes! so here the last chapter...there will be a Epilogue!!
Chapter 7: Dosvi`daniya
‘Knock Knock’ I turned and looked at the door. Olga got up and opened the door. There stood Resa. She bowed her head to Olga then walked pasted her. Resa stop it front of me.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, I frowned at her.
“Tell you what?” I asked
“That you’re a Grand Duchess!” She said, I sighed and stood up.
“Resa, I was going to tell you” I said, that just made her more mad.
“When? When Ann? When you left? When you were at the palace?” She yelled
“Resa! Please!” I cried “I was scared!”
“Of what?” Resa asked
“That you would never believe me!” I replied. Tanya stood up and put her arm around me. I smiled weakly at her. At lest my sisters were here for this. Yes, I had ones thought that Tatiana was a ‘Governess’ and laugh at her for it. But I knew that Tatiana was always there when I needed a shoulder to cry on and….dare I say it? Maybe more then just a ‘Governess’. Olga and Mashka walked over to us to, both putting a hand on my arm or shoulder, silently reminding me they were there.
“Ann! I’m your best friend! Of course I would have!” Resa said.
“Can to really say that if I had walked over to you and said ‘I’m Anastasia, the Czar’s daughter’ you would not have called me crazy??” I asked. Resa looked at the then me; she opened and closed her mouth like a fish.
“Well, no…but I would believe you after a while!” she said. I sighed and shook my head. Oh Resa…I don’t believe that is true…
“Resa, Can we please not do this?” I asked, my eyes pleading with her.
“Ann! You’re leaving soon! So we talk about this now” She replied. I looked to my feet, not wanting to look her in the eyes anymore.
“That’s enough! Can’t you see how hard it is for her to even say goodbye? Do you really want to remember the last time you talked by the fight you had?” Olga said from my side. “I refuse to stand here and listen to the yell at my sister!” thank you Olya! I looked up at my sister and smiled. She smiled back and nodded to me. Then she looked back to Resa.
“Now lets all sit down and talk” she said, then she sat on me bed. The rest of OTMA sat with her. Resa remand standing. Finally, with a huff, she turned and left the room. The tears I had been holding back started to fall. My shoulders shook with every sob. Olga put her arm around me.
“It will be alright, Nastya. Trust me” she said. I nodded. I hope your right Olga…I really do...
I sat in my room later that day, sometime after I had talked to the Children about me and where I was going. They were mad I was leaving, as I knew they would be. The girls had burst into tears, and John had just stared blankly at the wall. After promising 4 times I would write, I had returned to my room to pack. Papa was down stairs talking to the Vólkovs. And Mama and my sisters were packing their things and Mama had sent my up stairs to pack what I would be taking with me. Mama had told me not to pack my clothes. And the only thing of clothes I would be taking with me, I had decided, was the clothes I had been wearing the night of the shooting, and the corset I still hadn’t cut the jewels out of.
Part of me couldn’t believe this was happening…that after two years of thinking my family was dead, I had them back and I was finally going home...part of me thought I was going to walk up, they would be dead and I would be alone again…back to being Ann.
But even in my thoughts of going home, I still couldn’t forget about what I would be leaving…The Vólkov Children, Ella, Mr. and Mrs. Vólkov, and of course, Resa, My new sister. In an hour, I would be saying goodbye to them. Tears welled up in my eyes at the thought…could I really say good bye?
A knock at my door brought me out my thoughts. Getting up I walked over and opened the door. The stood Resa, tears running down her face.