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MY STEPMOTHER (CHAPTER ONE)

"The house hasn’t changed," Dorya muttered, stepping out of the Uber as the night breeze tousled her curls. The porch light glowed a warm amber, casting long shadows over the driveway of the two-story brick home she grew up in. The familiar sight should've brought comfort.

It didn’t.

Because a fig...