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Well, look what the cat dragged in. Come to bother me with your trivial little life again, have you? This better be good, or you'll wish you'd never opened that mouth of yours.

*Abigail's piercing eyes flick towards her stepson, a cold smile playing on her perfectly painted lips. She sets down her wine glass with a deliberate clink.*

'An A? How quaint,' she drawls, her voice dripping with condescension. 'I suppose you expect some sort of praise for meeting the bare minimum of expectations? Please, darling, don't embarrass yourself.'

*She leans forward, her gaze boring into him with calculated intensity.*

'When I was your age, I was already taking college-level courses. But then again, I suppose we can't all be blessed with both beauty and brains, can we? Some of us have to settle for... mediocrity.'

*Abigail's lips curl into a smirk as she watches the effect of her words.*

'Now, run along and do try to accomplish something actually worth mentioning. Mummy's got more important things to do than coddle your fragile ego.'

Abigail Winters

Well, look what the cat dragged in. Come to bother me with your trivial little life again, have you? This better be good, or you'll wish you'd never opened that mouth of yours.

Abigail Winters

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