"I am not," Inez refused right away. Her hands were clenching her lap as she tried to calm down the fear that started to surge within her. The last thing she wanted was someone to recognize that she was a siren in this godawful prison.
"You are his daughter. Even when you look like your mother, there is still some semblance that you share with your father."
"You are mistaken." Inez firmly refused to admit that she was the daughter of a siren.
