Anastasha walked through the crowd, and she looked at every face around her. Nobody dared to look her in the eyes, they all lowered their heads, either out of fear, respect, or something else. She then glanced at the other side of the hall, the side that belonged to the family branches of the Asghar family. Even to them, Anastasha was a figure they didn't dare to stare at directly, but there were a few that did, and when she stared back at them, they averted their gazes or lowered their heads.
When she stood in the center of the hall, the remaining people that dared to stare at her were the people in front of her. A whole line of people with fancy outfit while standing tall and stared at her like a lost child. They were the elders of the Asghar family as well as Anastasha's siblings and Zechariah's children.
