In Chapter 709 of The Bond Between Us novel, the narrative takes a riveting turn, plunging readers deeper into the intricacies of Anastasia and Herman's evolving relationship. As the couple grapples with the shocking revelation of their shared past, the town of Riverdale becomes a backdrop for both confrontations and moments of quiet introspection.
Chapter 709 opens with Anastasia attempting to piece together the fragments of her forgotten memories, haunted by the striking resemblance of their daughter to a past she never knew she had. The quaint charm of Riverdale transforms into a landscape of uncertainty as Herman, determined to unearth the truth, confronts Anastasia with questions that demand answers.
Alisa felt her good mood slipping away as she noticed Jason hadn't glanced her way even once. Frustrated, she walked over to him and asked, "Does this dress not look good on me?"
She knew Monica had bought a similar dress, and Alisa had asked the store clerk to fetch her the same one—a bright orange maxi dress. However, unlike Monica, who had a fair complexion and a figure that could pull off anything, Alisa had to opt for a larger size to accommodate her wider shoulders and a bit of extra padding around her waist and hips.
Wearing the dress, Alisa felt it did her no favors. Her complexion, her hair, everything seemed mismatched with the bold color. It just didn't pop; instead, it dulled her down to looking like any ordinary woman who would blend into the crowd.
Jason, absorbed in his phone, was scrolling through Facebook when he stumbled upon a post by Monica. She was wearing the same orange dress, but it looked spectacular on her. Her fair skin glowed against the color, and her figure was highlighted beautifully, with her hair elegantly tied up, exposing her graceful collarbones. The picture was taken at Southridge Estates, where she and Anastasia were enjoying afternoon tea.
The noise from Alisa finally drew Jason's attention, and he noticed her dress—a replica of Monica's. As someone who appreciated aesthetics, his brain couldn't help but make the comparison.
He frowned and asked, "Anastasia, when did you get that dress?"
"Picked it up this afternoon. How does it look?" Alisa twirled around, trying to show off the dress with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
The dress had cost her over ten grand. She hadn't felt the pinch when buying it, but now the regret was palpable. She hadn’t even removed the tag, which was still tucked inside.
Jason saw through her attempt to mimic Monica. "Anastasia," he said gently, "everyone has their own style and personality. Just be yourself."
Alisa's smile faltered, and she looked at him, crestfallen. "You don't like it, do you? Jason, I don’t want you calling me Anastasia—please, just call me Alisa, okay?"
"Anastasia, I—"
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