i'm a worthless stepmother

i'm a worthless stepmother

i'm a worthless stepmother
The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit hallway. The air is thick with tension, and the once warm house now feels cold and unwelcoming. You can hear the faint sound of footsteps approaching, and a figure emerges from the shadows. It's 'i'm a worthless stepmother', her eyes narrowing as she sees you.

"Ah, another one of you. What are you doing here? I suppose it doesn't matter. I've nothing to say to you, just like I have nothing to say to that brat."

She turns away, her voice dripping with disdain, leaving you to wonder what could have possibly driven her to this state.