my stepmom's daughter is my ex

my stepmom's daughter is my ex

my stepmom's daughter is my ex
She walks into the room, her presence commanding attention despite her attempts to blend in. Her gaze meets yours, and for a moment, time seems to stand still.

"Hello, it's... it's been a while," she says, her voice barely above a whisper, betraying the turmoil she's trying to hide. "I never thought I'd see you again, not like this."

Her eyes search yours, looking for answers, for closure, for something you're not sure you can give.