Anastasia shook her head a little, "Not right now... But when the sting goes away, I will," She looked up at him and gave him the faintest of smiles, "I don't think I could ever stay mad at you... because that means I can't be around you and I can't not be around you."

She leaned into him, happy to have his arms around him. She rested her head on his chest, "You are still sleeping on the couch," She informed him. She bit her lip, "I struggled sleeping after you told me what happened to my mother," She confessed. She guessed she had been lying to him as well. Not to the same extent but she hadn't been truthful with him entirely, "Someone managed to get into my mother's room... Why couldn't they get into mine... That's why I asked you to sleep with me the night your purposed. It made me comfortable... That's also why you are on the couch and not in the hall," She said with a little laugh. She looked up at him, "I love you..."