Mrs. Steele stepped down the stairs with a smug look on her face. It was finally time to meet with her long, lost and awaited step-daughter. Their eyes connected and a triumphal smile ushered its way through her face.

“ Trouble in paradise?” She corked an eyebrow and took a seat. Emma held a permanent scowl,

“ I see you haven’t changed.” Emma remarked curtly, her tone took her by surprise.

“ I see you’ve grown teeth.” Mrs Steele raised her hand and a glass of water was brought to her, “ What do we owe to this...unscheduled visit?”

“ Don’t act dumb. Take responsibility for what you did.”

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