1920s
Marlon
I was watching my lovely beautiful two-year-old as she was playing with her doll on the cottage floor. She looked like her mother and I was contented with my family. Sonia was a very beautiful woman and I met her over three hundred years ago, saving her life from a rogue attack. I was just passing through when I heard the screams, she lived alone in the cottage away from the village as she explained she loved to be alone. As the years passed, we were in love but I was still skeptical of giving her my mark, she was a lone witch who didn't believe in covens and left Volterra after her parents died to live in peace out here near the mountainside. As more years passed and things got more modern we adapted to the life changes and then Sheila came along. I loved my daughter more
