Page 276 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 2

He pulled her close. “I did too.” He bent down and kissed her deeply. “Call me if you want me to come back over tonight.”

A thrill ran through her body at the idea of him staying the night with her. Of being with him again. “I might do that.”

He grinned and kissed her again. “I will await your call,” he murmured, and then left.

Anna returned to the living room and crossed her arms, frowning at Wilhelm. “What do you want to talk to me about?”

Wilhelm frowned. “I thought you two broke up.”

“We did.”

“And yet, you are sleeping with him still?” Kurt asked.

She rolled her eyes. “Still? It was our first time.”

Wilhelm’s frown deepened, as if he didn’t believe her. “So you admit to betraying Kurt?”

Anna’s mouth dropped open in shock and then her eyes narrowed. “Betraying? Really?” She narrowed her eyes at Kurt. “What would you call screwing Jasmine every time you come into town?”

Wilhelm’s brows raised and he looked at Kurt. “What is she talking about?”

Kurt’s eyes narrowed. “I have a right to?—‍”

“Oh, screw your rights!” Anna’s chest heaved as she glowered at her fiancé. “Why the hell do you care what I do? You told me if I was discreet, you didn’t care.”

“So, you hooked up with your ex?” Kurt snapped. “How can I trust that it is not just physical?”

“Why does it matter what I feel about him?”

Kurt sighed and ran his hand over his face, his shoulders slumping. “Look, Anna. I know I have not handled things well, but?—‍”

“Handled things well? You flew all the way here from Germany to yell at me!”

“You were in another man’s bed!”

“You said I could do what I wanted to!”

“You were not being discreet!”

Anna growled. “I was this time,” she snapped. “It’s not my fault you came uninvited.”

“Enough!” Wilhelm’s deep voice filled the room as he stared, unbelieving, at Anna. “What has gotten into you, Anna?”

“Me?” She stabbed a finger in Kurt’s direction. “He’s the one who’s turned into an asshole.”

Kurt shook his head. “I told y?—‍”

“He is your fiancé, Anna,” Wilhelm said sternly. “He deserves your respect.”

“I didn’t ask for him to be my fiancé. In fact—‍” She glared at Kurt. “He didn’t even ask me to marry him. He just told me and threw the ring at me.”

Wilhelm frowned at Kurt. “You said you were going to apologize for that.”

“I did not throw it,” Kurt muttered.

Wilhelm sighed. “Regardless of how it happened, Anna, you are still engaged to him and you need to act accordingly.”

“I don’t want to be engaged to him!” She threw her hands up in disgust. “I was told that I was free here! You told me—and Tom told me—that I was free. Then Kurt shows up one day and tells me I have to marry him. He didn’t ask me. He told me.”

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