18. Good girl

As the silence stretched on, Anna's anxiety grew. Why so much silence? Why hasn't anyone said a word, why hasn't the demigod's mother shown herself yet?

It had been over two minutes and Anna was starting to feel like she couldn't take the silence anymore. But it was at this point that the elderly woman's figure began to materialise on the couch, her eyes fixed on Anna with a cold and calculating gaze.

The demigod's mother was quite a figure to behold, it's no wonder why the demigod himself was this handsome because compared to his mother's beauty the demigod's handsomeness was nothing.

Anna felt like she had two of her favourite celebrities in the room, the hottest man and his steaming-hot mother. 'Oh, why must they make me feel so ugly?' Her silver wavy hair bounced off her shoulder, those pretty blue eyes and face without make-up on, her pink lips and pale white skin. Surely if such a woman made ugly babies then the father is to blame.