Jennifer’s POV
“What are you doing here?!” My father’s voice thundered.
“I—” I began, but my stepmother cut in quickly. “Your daughter is here to reclaim her mother’s house. She has grown up and she wants Justin and me out on the streets! Please, my love, save me. Save me and our child! I’m so terrified of being chased out.” She put on a vulnerable look, whining as she tightened the grip on my father’s sleeve.
“Don’t worry,” my father comforted her, soothingly stroking her arm before turning his gaze to me. “Leave, Jennifer. You ’re making Jade uncomfortable. “
Taking several deep breaths, I suppressed the urge to escape. Instead of leaving, I held my stance and confronted them head-on, “And her hypocrisy is making me sick.”
“Watch your mouth, your little wrench,” my father raised his
