ANNA

There was a shadow on Nina’s face. She didn’t feel threatened, but that wasn’t my intention, either. Then I thought about playing the last card.

“My biological father matters less. What matters here is Marco!” As soon as I said his name, Nina’s eyes darkened and I became the target of her hatred.

“Leave my son out of this! You have no right… ”

“Marco told me he is not happy at all with the way you treat me and that he cannot rest in peace!” ...