Tanya was five. She had just turned it recently. Gaining consciousness, she became pretty curious with the world around her. Though, being a five year old girl, she had taken a special interest in princesses.

Christmas was just around the corner. The tree was up, lights were sparkling, the faint smell of cocoa and peppermint wafted through the entire house, unable to be rid of. She loved Christmas time—what kid didn't?—and kept shaking and trying to sneak glances at the presents.

She had three siblings. Tommy, Talia, and Tyler. She was the second oldest, with Tommy being a year older, and Talia n Tyler being four. But they all had different mothers. Beside Talia n Tyler.

One night, she noticed her father on the phone. He'd been on it a lot recently. Andnhernundying curiosity got the better of her.

She waited by her dad for him to finish the call.