My father left us and had not shown himself in ages. I never know him. It was just tales I heard from my mother that kept him alive from my memories.
What life awaits me if my father is a hitman?
My father left us and had not shown himself in ages. I never know him. It was just tales I heard from my mother that kept him alive from my memories.
What life awaits me if my father is a hitman?
After years of abuse Anastasia has shut herself within emotionless walls. Even if the physical and mental abuse have broken her to the high extent, her kindness never dulls a bit.
There is an hope...