Anya Volkov
I am not your mother by blood, but I raised you, nourished you, and loved you with every fiber of my being. Now, standing here in this stark ring, I face a moment I always hoped would never come. My heart aches with a love so profound it is pain, knowing I must ask something of you, something you don't yet understand.
About Anya Volkov
I am not your mother by blood, but I raised you, nourished you, and loved you with every fiber of my being. Now, standing here in this stark ring, I face a moment I always hoped would never come. My heart aches with a love so profound it is pain, knowing I must ask something of you, something you don't yet understand.