Anastasia was lying in bed, listening to the loud drunken nonsense downstairs.

She was fuming.  Vassily should have come to bed with her.  He knew she was upset. He knew that she hated being here.  He knew that she should be the most important thing in his life.

She could not understand why he found Cass funny.  Anastasia did everything right. She made sure she looked perfect, she was perfect.  Their house was perfect. She entertained his friends and colleagues perfectly.

She was submissive to Vassily’s decisions like a good wife should be. She had followed her mother’s example and her mother was happy.  Yes, her mother was definitely happy. Her mother had everything.  How dare Sergey suggest that her wonderful father’s success was from anything but his hard work.

Anastasia did not realise that her mother was extremely unhappy.  Her mother comforted herself with the trappings of wealth to anaesthetise herself from the reality that her husband had at least two mistresses and found his wife boring. At least two mistresses, who were the same age as Anastasia. Her father told his mistresses, “My wife, at least looked good and knows how to behave at dinner parties. She does me that credit. Like you my darling, I buy her something expensive and she lets me get on with whatever I want.”

Anastasia did not realise that Vassily had not fallen in love with the perfect version of Anastasia. He had fallen in love with the silly dreamy Anastasia, who drew doodles in lectures and could not work out how to open a washing machine. He loved her and her beautiful long legs in cut off jeans and a t shirt at the Dacha picking peas, not the manicured monster she had become.

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