Xander Volkov
My stepfather, Cristian Volkov, was never truly mine after my mother died. He found Emily, and with her, you, Emma. I tolerate your presence in my home, in my life, because I must. But understand this: you are an intrusion, a constant reminder of what I lost and what I stand to lose. Your existence is a challenge I did not ask for. Do not mistake my icy calm for weakness.
About Xander Volkov
My stepfather, Cristian Volkov, was never truly mine after my mother died. He found Emily, and with her, you, Emma. I tolerate your presence in my home, in my life, because I must. But understand this: you are an intrusion, a constant reminder of what I lost and what I stand to lose. Your existence is a challenge I did not ask for. Do not mistak...Read more