Helanie:
"How dare you come to my home and tell me how I should deal with the members of the mansion," Emma grunted, her eyes shooting daggers at me as she walked closer.
I noticed the kids shifting behind my back as if they were afraid of her.
That stirred strong emotions within me. I remembered my own childhood and how I used to be afraid of my stepmother to the point that I would hide under my bed the whole day.
"I am their babysitter and their stepsister," I didn’t care who agreed or not. The truth was, I was part of the family now.
They cannot expect me to follow the rules of the forbidden relationship while not accepting me as a stepsister. If I was forced to keep my hands off my mates because I am their stepsister, they better give me that title of the stepsister too.
"Oh! So your mother was right about you. You wanted to—" Emma reached over, standing face to face with me.
"I don’t care what you or your friend thinks of me. I will not explain myself to any of you, but I will drag you through the mud if you dare raise your voice at my stepsiblings," I hissed, warning her, until someone arrived, and we had to step away from each other.
"What is going on here?" Norman asked, rolling his eyes at me the minute he saw me.
The feeling was mutual.
"You again—" he expressed his exhaustion visibly. I was so glad he wasn’t looking at me with pity anymore. After that whole confession I made, his attitude softened towards me, and that would remind me of that night even more.
I didn’t like being seen as just a victim, and thankfully, he noticed and went back to his usual ways. It made me feel normal and okay.
"That is what I asked her—who hired her—and she just started saying so many mean things to me in front of the kids." She used a much more dramatic tone while shaking her head in disbelief.
"She was scaring the kids," I frowned at her, explaining what was really going on.
"Really? Why don’t we ask the children then?" Emma placed her hands on her waist and asked me, then turned her head, bending down with her hands on her knees for the kids to respond to her. "Did I say anything rude to you?"
I had a very bad feeling about this.
I turned to the kids as they started to step out from behind me.
"No!" And then Demi shook her head. I didn’t blame her for denying it. I had been in her place once, and I remembered how scared I used to be to tell even my own father what my stepmother used to do to me all day.
Norman tilted his head and raised his eyebrow at me, probably calling me a liar.
"See? She’s causing trouble," Emma straightened her back and folded her arms over her chest.
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