Amy inhaled a shaky breath, shocked by what she just found out. She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down but it wasn't working. Not that she disliked cripples, she just couldn't understand the level of hate her stepmother, Jane, had for her.
Right from yesterday, Amy could already sense that something was fishy. If the young man was truly perfect, Jane would have persuaded Lily to have him instead, but she ended up choosing her. Amy forced a smile and pulled out a chair for herself, “Hello.”
The young man raised his head, meeting Amy's gaze. His blue eyes looked at her so intensely, and Amy felt like he could see through her. She cleared her throat, shifting uncomfortably on her seat since his gaze lingered on her.
“Is this how you dress all the time?” Gordon asked, disgus
