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MY STEPMOTHER (CHAPTER TWO)

Dorya couldn’t sleep. Not after what happened. Not with her just down the hall, likely wearing lace again, likely smiling in the dark like a predator who already got a taste.

The clock blinked 5:43 AM in cold red digits.

She dragged herself into the kitchen, hair messy, eyes half-lidded with ex...