At the mention of her dad anastasia went still as if tormented by something awful, her mother witnessed the sudden change of mood

"What's wrong sweetie do you miss daddy? ".

Anastasia's little eyes started tearing up out of fear, letting go of the porcelain doll her little feets kept running away in the maze of the huge mansion as if the big bad wolf was chasing after her, leaving behind cracked tiny little pieces of porcelain who belonged not so long ago to a mesmerizing beautiful doll

"Anaaaaa ! .. Anastasia! daddy will come soon don't worry" shouted her mommy,

"he will come for us someday i know it" she whispered to herself " and then I'll kill him for us darling" with a psychopatic smile she kept looking at the little porcelain pieces.