THE PORTRAIT

Alexis

Mr Donovan roared loudly and demanded an explanation for the condition of her daughter. He was utterly pissed and more than him, it was Stefan. He went to the other side of the corridor and calmed a crying Anna.

I assumed that it was because of their toxic relationship. They have bad blood but why? I don't know and to be honest, I am not willing to know either. Not that they are demons, which worries me but I don't want to be a part of their conspiracy. Donovan had preferred his daughter than his son, maybe she was her favourite but what did Stefan do that made his father so distinct with him. Still, not my business.

Mr Donovan stood in front of me and glared with his black eyes darted at me. His gaze was enough to tell me that he wasn't here to entertain anyone. His daughter was on death bed, probably she wouldn't survive, the chances were low. What should I expect from a hurt and angry father?

"Miss Martin!!! Elsa was in your room when this happened, right?" He asked me.

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