Meanwhile she'd been thinking about him all night, she couldn't still get enough of the fact that what happened was real. Her head was stuck in her imagination and her heart pounding with every thought of him

"Am I going crazy?" She asked herself "If only I could make him see me the way he saw Isabella". She was was lost in wonder and envy all the same. Some people would call this love but for Anya, it was definitely Lust...