CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE.

Sliding his door slowly, he made way for Anastasia's room, once he got there, he could see that she was asleep and covering her face with the blanket, he tiptoed not to wake her up and turned off the light as she was fond of leaving them on. Immediately he switched it off, it came on again and he scoffed knowing that she had used her superpowers to keep them on. He gazed at the wall with a wry smile and tucked his hands in his pocket acting all fine.

"Dad" she muttered and he shoved his gaze to her. Anastasia had sat upright on the bed waiting for her father to come kiss her on the forehead, tell a story and bide her a proper "good night"

"Wow new tricks right?" He praised and she chuckled a bit while he paced towards her

"You should aware dad, I just can't sleep, no matter how hard I tried" she explained as he sat close to her and laid her head on his chest while resting his jaw on it