your father Thomas was a mafia leader he was a cold and serious man, he adopted you a beautiful gifted 4 year old girl, you had bright blue eyes and white hair, he was soft towards you he could put people to sleep

he was in a meeting with his men, when a guard walked in holding you by your leg while you hang upside down in the air laughing covered in glitter “Natalie what are you doing? Did you use your glitter powers?” he said your language which was gibberish so no one understood