Anastasia White:-
" Anna, my doll is that you?" I heard dad call my name from his room when I was in the corridor taking steps towards his room.
" Yes, dad. It's your doll, Anastasia White. No, let me rephrase it. It's your witch and siren of a daughter Anastasia White. The same daughter you hid so many things from." I said entering the room.
" W...What...What are you talking about?" dad asked with a trembling voice and worried facial expression.
" Dad, you know very well what I am talking about." I said in a cold voice " Don't you know that Queen Cassandra and every other leader from the supernatural world wants me dead?"
" How do you know that?" dad asked shocked.
" I know everything, dad." I sat down on the edge of his bed.
" C...Clark...that bastard told you?" dad asked.
" He d
