|| ANASTASIA's POV ||
The night unfolded like a tragic symphony, each note carrying the weight of unforeseen consequences. The air was thick with tension as whispers of accusations circled through the mansion. My father's sudden illness became the catalyst for a storm of blame that fell upon me, casting shadows on my identity as both a daughter and a princess.
As I stood by my father's bedside, watching him succumb to the mysterious ailment, the room seemed to echo with the hushed murmurs of those who questioned the source of his suffering. The accusatory glares intensified as my presence became a magnet for their fears.
"You brought this curse upon us!" one voice accused, the venom evident in their tone.
I felt the weight of their judgment, a heavy burden that threatened to crush the
