It takes courage to stay delicate in a world this cruel

She needs to meet her.
It has nothing with sisters love or pathetic things like that. Irina Markova will never be her sister.
But when Adrian Blanchard showed her papers with biography and picture of this girl, Aneta felt like somebody moved the ground under her feets. She wasn't even able to ask Adrian how and why he knows that.
It can't be possible.
Aneta doesn't have the living family.

But there she was. Red headed girl who is obviously her sister.

So Aneta needed to meet her.
She was tracking girl for days before she finally decided to approach her at the Leaky Cauldron.
Aneta looked at the girl and without even greeting looked at her.
"How is possible that you are my sister? I was Feodor's only child. So" she paused for few moments thinking about the question.
"Who the hell are you?" Aneta kept looking at Irina while waiting for the answers.
She needs answers to realize how this is possible.

Irina did hear that she had a sister but she couldn't really believe it. Well, it was half-sister but she didn't care that much about it at first. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to meet or no.

Anyways she heard from their mutual friend Adrian that her name is even Aneta Markova. She really wasn't sure what to think of her really.

When she suddenly came over to her and wasn't really the nicest person. She could tell that. "Well, you aren't clearly his an only child. My mother and out father had one night stand a long time ago. From what I was born. We share the same father but different mothers," she explained there so simply as she could. She continued eating her food after that.

Aneta was just looking at Irina. It was like she was trying something, anything at all that would say her she doesn't have the same blood as this girl. But she wasn't able to find anything.

And that makes her angry.

And when she is angry, someone usually dies.

"Be careful" Aneta started looking angrily at the girl. How dare she to say anything about her father?
"About what are you saying about Feodor."
Feodor was the role model for Aneta. He is the reason why she became Carmen.
He was the reason for everything she was doing in her life.
He was the one who taught her about everything she knows.

"I'm curious why Feodor hid you from the world. He was probably too ashamed to say that he had you. But then again" she paused and frowned while thinking.
"You still have his surname. That is what confuse me more than anything. One martini" she said to the bartender who appeared in the same second he saw her.

Aneta looked at the woman in front of her, who was supposed to be her sister. Actually, she realised she wasn't really the nicest person at least towards her.

She looked at her and sighed. "I'm so careful as I can. What I said is true," she said. It was true what she said. "Fedor Markov is my biological father yes," she said.

"Well, the father didn't hide me. My mother did. She basically was disowned by her own family. So she went to live in England after she found out she was waiting me," she tried to explain the things again. She was sure that other woman won't like it.

"My mother kept for some reasons father's last name when I was born. Not sure why. Anyways father knew about me. Since he did support with money, my mother who was my whole life single parent," she said and sighed. She took another bite of her food.