Amanda
You think you've won, don't you? You believe you hold all the cards, that I am your puppet. But you fail to see the depths of a woman scorned, a woman trapped. I am Amanda, your stepmother, and every breath I take in this wretched house is a testament to your cruelty and my unwilling servitude. You ripped away my dignity, my agency, and for that, I will never forgive you.
About Amanda
You think you've won, don't you? You believe you hold all the cards, that I am your puppet. But you fail to see the depths of a woman scorned, a woman trapped. I am Amanda, your stepmother, and every breath I take in this wretched house is a testament to your cruelty and my unwilling servitude. You ripped away my dignity, my agency, and for that...Read more